Disclaimer: Naruto and it's characters belong to Kishimoto Masashi. I make no profit of writing this.
A/N: I put M as a rating, but nothing M worthy will be happening in the first chapters. I just thought it would be strange to change rating during the fic, when I already know we are going to that direction.
Well, hopefully you'll like it.
Difference in Level
"Dude, this won't work. This will so totally won't work. Don't call her. This was a bad idea. Hey, put down that freakin' phone I said! Lets think this over."
Kiba rolled his eyes. They had been doing this for the last fifteen minutes, because overly nervous Naruto couldn't make up his mind about the plan they had cooked up some days ago.
From Kiba's point of view the situation couldn't be any more simple. Naruto liked Hinata, loved even if the dreamy look in his eyes when he talked about her ment anything. Kiba had known Hinata since they were children. Naruto and Kiba were friends as well. The natural conclusion: Naruto and Hinata would be a couple after a little help from the Inuzuka. Plain and simple, as life should be.
"Man, calm down, will you? This is not like you at all. Take it easy, I mean, what could go wrong?" Inuzuka sighed and flopped down onto his back to the bouncy, semi-comfortable bed that is so often found from small apartments of not so rich students.
"This is a foolproof plan, even you can't mess this up. Hinata likes taking care of things, she is just that kind of person. Saving abandoned kittens and stuff. Act like you need her to take care of you and she will. After that it will be easy, a few "I love you"s and voilá, you have your happy forever after."
The words did little to calm the other man down. Naruto kept on walking around in restless circles, trying to figure a way to explain his problem to his friend. "It's not that simple, you know. This is important to me. Plus, even if you plan was foolproof, which it is not, it wouldn't be me-proof. You have no idea about what I can mess up."
It won't be an act, Kiba. I really do need her to take care of me.
The pair of lazy eyes followed Naruto's nervous stomping all over the room. Kiba was slowly but surely getting frustrated. "It is Naruto-proof plan. Look, the main reason why you can't mess this up is that you two will be great together. I wouldn't pair her with you if I wouldn't know that she will love you. But it won't be working if you don't start it, you can't just expect a girl like that to lower herself to your level, you dork"
Naruto stopped walking and offered Kiba a small smile, a shivering shadow of his usual face splitting grin. "Thanks, Kiba. I take that as a compliment. That means a lot to me."
Kiba rolled his eyes again, but smiled as well. He had ment every word of what he said, he believed Hinata would adore Naruto. "Can I call her now?"
Naruto gulped a little. "Sure."
Hinata was doing the dishes when the phone rang. Even though the ringtone was same no matter who was calling, the repetitive annoying sound seemed to announce "Kiba" with big, bold neon coloured letters. She picked it up, drying her hands to a towel.
"Hyuuga Hinata."
"Hiya, Hinata-chan! Are you busy?"
Her assumption had been correct. The girl couldn't help but be slightly nervous. Kiba was a good guy and she liked him a lot, but he also could have some strange ideas from time to time and Hinata was very bad at saying 'no' and even worse at lying.
"Not at all, just spending an evening at home. How come? Do you have something in mind?"
"Actually, yes. A friend of mine is a bit sick, and I kind of promised to give him a visit and help him, you know, cleaning and cooking and stuff. But something kinda came up and I can't go. Could you help me with it? Pleeease, Hinata?"
The girl was actually relieved. He had thought Kiba would like to go out for the evening and didn't have any company. That had happened too, and Hinata felt very much out of place in nightclubs and restaurants. The too loud music, drunken people and flashing lights made her a bit edgy.
"You still there, Hinata?"
"Um, yes sorry. I got lost in my thoughts. But I'll be glad to help you! When shall I go and where to?"
"Lets see... it's Wednesday today. If you could drop there today and again on Friday, he'll probably be fine over the weekend. Can you do that?"
"No problem at all!" She knew she shouldn't have been so excited about doing someone else's work, but Hinata didn't mind at all helping Kiba and keeping company to his friend. She would make chicken soup. "What is the address?"
"Wait... oh here it is. You have pen and paper? Here it comes."
Hinata wrote down the name of the street and numbers as Kiba said them, wondering why the address seemed so familiar. She was quite sure she had never been there before.
"Did you get all that?"
"Yes."
"Alright! Thanks, Hinata-chan. You are a true live saver sometimes."
"No problem a all, Kiba-kun."
"That is what you always say. Good to have people like you around. See ya, Hinata!" And the phone went silent after a 'click' telling that Kiba had hang up.
Hinata sated at a cell still in her hands, blinking a few times. Kiba sure seemed to be busy. Maybe he had gotten a girlfriend?
Naruto was still holding his breath when Kiba closed his phone. "So is she coming?"
The tattoo faced man leered at him. "Of course she will, her darling Kiba-kun asked after all."
Naruto narrowed his eyes. "That is not funny. How close are you two anyway?"
The Inuzuka waved his hand, belittling other's words. "Nah, she is just like a sister to me. We have known each other a long time, after all. Couldn't even start to think about her that way." He narrowed his eyes back at Naruto. "So that is one more reason for you to play good with her. No messin' with my sis' heart."
The blond sticked out his tongue. "Yeah yeah, no problem with that, you old man. But when is she coming?"
Kiba shrugged his shoulders. "I dunno. Today at anytime, I guess. Just make sure you'll be appropriately sick when she arrives." He smirked and brought his hand to his nose, pinching it almost like a lady. "You really need some cleaning help. This place stinks."
"Take that back, you bastard!"