Disclaimer: The characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto, the creator of Naruto, and I don't own them. But I do own the plot, so DON'T TRY AND STEAL IT! IT'S MY IMAGINATION! :P

Hey! I'm back! After like a month...hehe. I was on vacation, which is why I couldn't update. Sorry! But now I'm back and I will steadily try to update my stories.

What else did I wanna talk about...Oh! Right! This story is now a RATED M fanfiction because of this chapter. There's a lemon at the very end, but not like totally towards the end because it's pretty long, but like the whole ending is the lemon, so if you have a problem with lemons, please don't read it. You can skip it, it's not like anything that's too important happens.

I know I said that there would be some conflict between Hiashi and Hinata/Naruto in this chapter in the Author's Note of last chapter, but I decided to make this chapter first. But the next chapter or the chapter after that (as I need to focus on SasuSaku too), will definitely have that conflict, so don't you worry!

The lemon is not smut. I hope you know that I'm not that type of person...well, maybe I am. I'll have to see if I can write it well. :P But, it's not smut but the reason the story's now M, is because I described everything. It's pretty graphic, but not toooooo much. So yeah.

This was my first time writing a lemon, other than the small lime I wrote back in Chapter 2 (which really wasn't even a lime, it was like...an orange. is that a thing? idk), so please don't be too harsh. Thanks!

Chapter 8:

~ Hinata ~

It's Friday afternoon and I'm in my last class of the day, even though I only had three today (one of the few good things that come out of college). I'm already antsy, my fingers twitching in my lap where they are hidden from everyone else.

These past few days all that's been on my mind is my father. And the note. That dreaded note. The note that scared me and made dread settle into my skin, but also angered me. My father (should I even call him that anymore?) had actually dared to call Naruto-kun my friend. Naruto-kun was my friend, but he was also more than that. He was a friend who was always there for me, but not only in lending a shoulder, but in lending his arms, his warmth and his lips. He was my best friend and boyfriend - the best kind of relationship you could have, at least for me.

I smile at the thought of him hugging me. His hugs are literally the best. Since he's about six or seven inches taller than I am (I'm pretty short, okay?), his body wraps around mine in the best away. His hands slip around my waist in the most comforting manner. His warmth and protectiveness encases me and makes me feel like the most loved and cared for person in the world.

I bite my lip. That's so cheesy, Hinata, I berate myself. But...I don't care. Because honestly, Naruto-kun's probably the best thing that has happened to me. (Cheeesyyyyyy!) He has made me so much more confident with myself - after his non-stop cheesy lines and compliments, it's kinda hard not to be. He has made me more outgoing - which is to be expected with his loud, but adorable and confident mouth of his. He has made me more...of the person I wanted to be - which he has done with that smile (oh, that gorgeous smile) of his and the words that he says.

I was always afraid that having new friends and maybe even a boyfriend would make me try to live up to someone's or everyone's expectations. I thought that I wouldn't be able to be myself or even try to improve myself. I thought that I would become more shy about being myself and instead do things to fit in. I thought that having a boyfriend would make me someone who I wasn't. Someone who was just a reflection of things that everyone else liked. Just like how I was when I was little with my father.

But that wasn't the case.

Because I had Naruto-kun.

He was always for originality and being yourself, and believing in yourself. Not in what others tell you. And that's why I'm a better person today. Because of him. Before, when we first started dating, I felt that I was nothing compared to him. He was so confident and held himself with a "I-don't-care" manner and I was the exact opposite. I used to question why we were even together. Why he even liked me. But...I think he saw that potential inside me. I think he saw that burning desire to become better that no one ever really saw. And he brought it out. He tried and tried, and it worked.

A blush rises onto my cheeks. He's so perfect.

I sigh and smile slightly. I'm not so antsy anymore or worried. Naruto-kun makes everything better, doesn't he?

As my professor, Ms. Anami, comes around to give everyone back their grades on a story that we had to write (I'm in writing class, one of my favorite classes), I'm pleased to see the big, giant A on mine, along with some comments that only have positive attributes. I glance up to see a smile on my teacher's face, who's (believe it or not), even shorter than me. Ms. Anami is a great writer. I know because she's shown me some of her work, as we're quite close. She also has those stereotypical glasses that almost every writer does and on almost always, she has a kind expression on and a certain air around her that makes you feel at home.

Naruto-kun has that too.

As she moves away to hand out more grades, I glance back down at the A and feel happiness swell inside me. It was a story about Naruto-kun and I after all. I didn't directly write about me and him because that would be weird. I loosely based it on us, but almost all the feelings and emotions the girl in the story goes through are true - becoming confident with the help of her friends. And with the help of her Naruto-kun.

Once the professor goes back to her desk at the front, she says, "You all can leave now. The hour's up anyway."

I'm still in a daze about my A and Naruto-kun that when I finally stand up to cram my pencil case in my messenger bag, keeping the story out so that I can show it to Naruto-kun when I see him later, I realize that I'm the last one left in the class.

"Hinata?" Ms. Anami calls.

I turn around after putting everything else in my bag, lifting it over my head so that it slides across my body and rests on my right hip. "Yes, Ms. Anami?"

"Can you come down here for a second?"

I nod, stepping out of the 4th row and going down the large steps of the large room that's really a lecture room, but we use it for writing class, too. "Yes?"

She smiles at me, pushing up her glasses higher up on her face. "I really loved your story. You definitely deserved that A."

I smile shyly as I do when anyone compliments me. But it's not as much as it would have been in tenth grade. Again, I think of Naruto-kun. "Thank you. Wasn't it too long though? You had said about ten pages." I think of him again when I don't stutter, something that has gone down and only arises in the toughest of situations.

Ms. Anami shrugs. "Even if it was about five times that length, it was still a pleasure to read. I didn't stop once throughout the whole thing," she pauses. "Where did you get the inspiration to write such a story?"

"Well...it's kinda about me."

She nods. "I figured. The way you wrote about those feelings were so perfect that it had me thinking that I was the one going through them!"

I laugh. "Thank you so much," I answer earnestly.

"So who's the lucky boy?"

"W-What?"

She laughs. "There has to be someone, right?"

I blush, looking down at my shoes. Hey! They're interesting, okay?... "D-Do you know Naruto-kun?"

"Uzumaki?"

I nod. "Yes, that's him."

"Him?"

I giggle. She sounds so much like a teenager, but then again, she's not that old. Maybe 35, tops. I nod. "Yes."

"But you guys are so different!"

I shrug. "I thought that too, but opposites attract, I guess." I tuck a stray piece of hair behind my hair as I rock slightly back on the heels of my feet and my toes.

She shakes her head in disbelief when she gasps. "I-Is that a ring?!" she points to my right hand which has the ring that Naruto-kun gave to me. I haven't taken it off since the day he gave it to me.

I nod. "Y-Yeah…" I say.

"You're engaged?!"

I nod again. "Y-Yes. He proposed this last summer before college started."

"Oh, my God!" she grabs me in a hug. "That's great! I'm so happy for you!"

Her embrace is warm and she almost smells like books and pages, the scent that I love so much.

"Thank you!" It might not even happen if my father's in the picture. Don't get your hopes up. I bite the inside of my cheek. I stop that voice inside my head that has to think negatively about everything before it gets out of hand and I end up crying again.

"Well, I shouldn't keep you too long. But, seriously Hinata, congratulations!"

"Thank you!" I start to walk up the stairs.

"Oh, wait! I didn't even tell you what I wanted to."

I tilt my head as I turn back to her, silently telling her to continue.

"I think that you should submit that story into the Student Authot Writing Contest."

I gape. The Student Author Writing Contest is available to people all around Asia, and I think even the world. So it's a big deal. And to be told to submit my story into that...OH MY GOOOOOD! "S-Seriously?" I didn't even put that much effort into it, I mean, of course I did, but I just let my fingers type, not really know what I was writing until I went back to read it, rolling my eyes at how much of my own story was in there.

Ms. Anami nods. "Of course! It's brilliant." She hands me an entrance slip. "Here. Fill this out if you want to and print out another copy of your story. Keep that one; it's special."

"O-Okay," I take the paper from her, which is really a packet. Ugh, it's probably paperwork. Nooooooo. "Thank you, Ms. Anami. Thank you so much!"

"Don't thank me, you're the one who did everything. Now go, he's probably waiting."

"Y-Yes!" I all but run out of the room to go and tell Naruto-kun everything.

I find him near my classroom door, on the opposite side so that's he facing the door, waiting, his cell phone in hand as his thumb scrolls through something. He looks up when he hears my footsteps and shuts off his phone. Throwing it into his pocket, he opens his arms as I'm near him and I jump into them.

"Naru!" I say, my voice breathy from the short run. Naru has been his nickname for a while. I don't remember when or why it started. It just did.

"Hey, Hina!" he says cheerily (Hina's been mine for a while too), then his voice turns into concern. "Why are you running? Is everything okay?" he lets go of me and looks behind me.

I laugh. "No ones chasing me, baka! I wanted to tell you something!" I hold up my story with the giant A on it.

A giant grin spreads across his face and he hugs me again. "That's great, Hinata-chan!"

I nod. "But there's more! Ms. Anami wants me to submit in the Student Author Writing Contest!" I hold up the packet of admission that Ms. Anami gave me a few moments ago.

"Oh my, God!" he scoops me up and twirls me around. "You're so great, Hina!"

I blush happily as I bite my bottom lip nervously, a habit of mine in embarrassing situations. It's probably really red by now. "T-Thank you!" Even though I can take compliments from others, for some reason, no matter how much Naruto-kun compliments me, I can't help but feeling shy and all flushed.

He grabs my hand. "Come on, let's go get something to eat to celebrate."

I nod and we go down to one of the many little cafes that are all around campus.

"Oh!" he says, as we're standing in line. "I forgot to tell you. I got an A- on my social studies report!"

The smile that was situated on my face brightens. "Really?" He had been working so hard on that. "That's great!" I squeeze his hand happily.

He squeezes back and then we have a squeezing competition until it's our turn to order.

We both take lemonade and a cookie go back to our dorm room. We drop our things in my room, simply because it's closer to the door. (Yeah, we're lazy, I get it. But walking around campus is enough of a workout, so don't judge.)

We both sit on my bed, sipping our drinks and taking bites of our cookies, talking about random things. This is another thing I love about Naruto-kun. We can go for like hours with having no central topic to talk about. Just talking about anything and everything. I love it. So much. It's so comfortable.

His phone buzzes. He looks at the screen and then lights up. "Hey! It's Sasuke!" He shows the phone to me. "Wow, I never thought that bastard would actually call me."

"Well, answer it," I say.

"Oh, right," he says, pressing the green button on his screen before bringing it up to his ear. "Hey, bastard!" "Shut up." "Yeah..." "Uh-huh." "Uh-What?!" "Really?" "OH MY GOD. BASTARD! THAT'S SO SWEET!" "Hehe." "Sure. Go for it, man." "She'll love it." "Seriously! No, you're not being too cheesy. Well, yes, you are. But whatever, man!" "Okaaay." "You're welcome, by the way." "Wha-Hey!" "Love you too, bastard." "Byeeeeeeeeeeeee."

"What happened?" I ask.

Naruto-kun grins cheekily. "Sasuke's gonna go surprise visit Sakura for their third anniversary."

"Awww!" I coo. "That's so sweet!"

"Yeah, I know, right? I was wondering if I was actually talking to that bastard or not. Oh, and he's gonna bring flowers, and play his guitar, and some other things that I didn't really care of, but yeah!"

"Really?!" I almost faint of shock. Sasuke-kun's doing that? I mean, sure, he's gotten waaaay more relaxed and not so uptight ever since he and Sakura got together, but I still wouldn't expect that much from him. That's actually kinda really sweet. "That's great!"

Naruto-kun nods. "Yeah! He called me to make sure it wasn't too cheesy, but of course, it was. But I still told him to go for it."

I nod. "Yeah, I heard."

Naruto-kun falls silent, rubbing the back of his neck as his facial expression turns sheepish. "I should do something like that, too, shouldn't I?"

I capture my bottom lip between my teeth. "No. You've done so much already. Really." I think back to all the ways he's helped me over the years and blush.

"No I haven't. Not as much as you deserve." A crestfallen expression appears on his face. He looks so hurt that it hurts me. My chest aches in pain. That sad expression doesn't match his personality at all.

I put my hand on his knee, swallowing so that I don't end up crying. He looks so sad, it's enough to make me do that. "Naru, I'm serious. You've helped in so many ways. You helped me gain so much confidence within myself. You helped me believe in me."

He doesn't say anything, but his expression stays the same, so I continue.

"Really. Without you...I would have still been the same shy girl I was three years ago. I wouldn't have any confidence and I would have always been insecure. I would have only tried to fit in and I would have never tried to voice my opinion. You helped me do that. You helped me show the hidden voice inside me." Unwanted tears collect in my eyes as I realize how great of a person he really is. And it makes me awful because I really haven't done much for him. "You helped me be who I wanted to be, not who everyone else wanted me to be. And I can't express how thankful I am for that, Naru." I sniffle as the first tear falls, the next and the third following it until I'm full-out crying. I guess I still have to work on my emotional control.

I feel arms wrap around me and Naruto-kun buries his head in the crook of my neck. "Hina." His voice is hoarse. "I haven't done anything. You did it yourself. You became who you are today by yourself. I was just there to give you some support while you found yourself."

I shake my head in response, but I don't say anything because I know that if I do, the conversation will never end and we'll keep on going like this. "Thank you, Naruto-kun."

"Thank you, Hinata-chan." He hugs me tighter and gives me a light kiss on my shoulder.

I pull away once I feel some dampness on my neck. I made him cry?! I wipe away his tears hurriedly with the back of my sleeve. "P-Please don't cry. I-It kills me. Please. Don't."

He nods, getting a tissue from the bedside table. "You too, cinnamon roll." Cinnamon roll's another nickname (because according to him, I'm apparently as sweet as one).

I smile at the nickname, feeling that same happiness soar up inside of me. Just a few words, a glance, a touch, can make me so excited, so happy, so content. He dabs the tissue around my eyes carefully and my smile widens. He's so gentle when he's with me. Not like the usual klutz he is. And he's anything but loud, boisterous or annoying, like all our friends thought. The smile widens even more to the point where it hurts my cheeks. I'm glad that only I can see a side like this.

I loop my arms around his neck and pull him close to me, inhaling his safe scent (with a hint of ramen in it too, of course). "I love you, Naru."

I feel him smile. "I love you too, Hina."

He pulls back and kisses my nose. Then he kisses my lips.

And everything goes white.

It's wonderful. I don't think I'll ever get over the feeling of kissing him. It's been 3 years and it hasn't gone away. Every little touch sends a spark through my body, every time he kisses me, I feel like I'm not on stable ground. My eyes flutter close in the ecstasy.

I moan slightly as he presses his lips harder onto mine, his tongue finding it's way out of his mouth and somehow into mine. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders tighter, I pull him even closer. His hands find their way on my waist. And I can't form one coherent thought other than "I love you." Everything is so perfect with him.

Everything.

Even when we just look at each other, it feels so...right. So...perfect. I can't think of another word than perfect. Is there another word better?

All my thoughts vanish when his hand slides up my back, pressing my body to his, making mine arch to mold into his. I can taste the lemonade on his lips as they slide together in the most amazing way.

I blush. Three years ago, if I had done this, I wouldn't have been able to. I would have shied away and gotten all flustered, but now, here I am pulling him closer and closer, until there's not an inch, a centimeter of space left between our two bodies.

Soon enough, he ends up hovering over me, his hands running down my sides and my hands clutching at the back of his shirt, fisting it to try and keep myself on earth. His mouth leaves mine for a breath of much-needed air, our heavy pants meeting each other in the middle of the small space between us (that, in my opinion, is better when it's not there). He travels down to kiss my jawline, down my neck.

I gasp and weave my fingers through his soft hair. "N-Naruto-kun."

He leans back and looks at me and smiles.

"W-What?"

"You're so beautiful."

My cheeks redden further and I slap his arm. "N-Naru!"

He chuckles and leans in to kiss me again, one hand rested on my hip bone and the other on the left of my head, on my bed, and my legs tighten around his waist, crossing over each other at the ankles. My eyes close automatically again in pleasure.

I let out another moan and tug at the bottom of his shirt. I want it off. My eyes snap open as that thought forms in my mind. I blush furiously. Did I really just think that?!

I bite my lip as Naruto-kun leans back and smiles. "Should I take it off, Hina?" he whispers.

Oh. My. God. He looks so freaking sexy right now, with his hair slightly mussed, his lips slightly red, a blush slightly crossing his cheeks. I nod shyly. "Y-Yes."

He smiles and takes the shirt off in one swift motion and once again, I feel myself get lost in the sight of him. He's so beautiful. I run my hands over his chest and onto his stomach. I see the slight lines of abs that are somehow there even with all the ramen he eats. He leans down to connect our lips once more, rubbing my hip with his left hand soothingly.

We've been here before, but we haven't gone further. It might sound weird, even after of dating someone for three years, but we were in high school back then and we lived at a boarding school and roomed with other people, too, so it's not like we could do this regularly. Yeah, sure, there was summer and stuff, but most days, were spent (unwillingly) with my father, who demanded I come back home and the other days were spent with our large group of friends. Naru and I hardly got much time to be alone. And when we did, we weren't making out, instead enjoying the time to be cuddling while watching a movie or something.

I'm brought back to him when he nibbles on my collarbone, making me moan louder than before. He sucks on my neck and leaves little kisses everywhere. It feels so good. So good. I had always thought that it would be weird and disgusting, but every time his lips come in contact with my skin, I feel a wave of pleasure go through me, starting from where he puts his lips on my skin. It ripples throughout my entire body and makes me clutch him even tighter, makes me moan louder and makes me pant harder.

"Can I?" His mouth leaves my neck, so that he can ask permission. He's holding the bottom of shirt.

I redden. "Y-Yes," I whimper. I try to fold my arms over my chest once he does, cold air hitting me and making me shiver.

"Don't worry, Hinata-chan," he whispers in my ear. And for some reason, it's so freaking hot. "I'll make you warm."

I groan just at his words and pull him up to kiss me once more, sliding my hands down his perfect chest. I arch my back once I feel his long fingers running over my shoulders, my neck, my waist, my stomach, leaving little tingling sensations behind that almost burn. In the best possible way.

"Naruto-kun!" I whisper once I feel him kissing his way down my stomach, leaving some wetness behind. He smiles against my stomach.

"You're so beautiful, Hina."

"Y-You are too, Naru."

He stops and comes back up to my face. "But I'm a man."

I roll my eyes. "Fine, handsome."

He nods in approval and leans down to kiss me once more, leaving after only a few seconds to kiss my chin.

And then I notice, Shouldn't I be doing something for him? He's doing, like, everything right now...I flush and then put my hands on his shoulders to make him stop.

He does and once he has his guard down, I push harder so that I'm on top of him now.

"Hina?" he asks, holding my waist.

I'm on his stomach. I lean down to whisper in his ear, wondering where this is coming from and what the hell I'm doing. "Let me take over now."

I see him blush at my words and some sort of pride goes up in me. I kiss his lips, putting my hands on his chest to steady myself as my hair falls around us in a makeshift curtain. I brush it aside as I move away from his lips and down to his neck, kissing and sucking like he did to me.

I'm sure he can hear my heart pounding as I can hear it and feel it even without putting my hand to my chest. I'm so nervous. What if I do something wrong? What if he doesn't like it?

All my worries vanish when he lets out a strained groan, "H-Hina."

My hands go down on their own and for now, the still somewhat shy, but also somewhat confident Hinata is gone, replaced by a person who has more confidence than I could have ever imagined. I find myself unbuckling the belt of his pants while kissing and licking his chest. His chest rises and falls heavier and I smile. I'm the one who's doing this to him. I love that I can make even Naruto-kun like this. All flustered. It makes me feel...accomplished of some sort.

As I finish unbuckling the belt, my hand grazes against...there. And I retract my hand in shock. I-I guess he's turned on...I think as I glance down at the obvious tent in his pants.

My cheeks redden even further. This is really happening. This is finally happening.

I take a shaky breath as I continue to kiss his neck, but as I try to pull down his pants, I'm suddenly underneath him.

"Naruto-kun?"

"Fuck," I hear him whisper and he leans down to give me a hard kiss.

My heartbeat quickens as I realize. Am I really making him that crazy? I let out a shaky moan into his mouth as he moves his hips into mine, the friction unbearably hot and amazing. It sends shocks of a feeling that I've never felt before up my body and it's released in the moans that I'm making one after the other after the other.

I shut my eyes tighter as I feel something pool into my stomach and my...area...getting hotter and hotter. I blush harder than I've probably ever blushed before as I feel wetness on my underwear.

I let out a whimper as he stops, but then he takes off his pants and I fight desperately to keep my eyes off of him in his underwear, because I know that'll it be too much for me too handle. His lips meet mine in a desperate need to be against each other as he starts to slip off my pants too after a slight nod from me for reassurance.

I try to cross my legs so that I can cover myself, my shy side finally winning over. Naruto-kun smiles down at me, his lips momentarily leaving mine for a moment, and he gently spreads my legs with his hands and leans down to me closer, between my legs, so that he can kiss me even more.

I'm sure my lips will be swollen by tomorrow.

He suddenly bites and sucks on my lower lips as his right hand rubs circles into my thigh and his left one on my waist. His hips move into mine again, grinding, and, the seemingly impossible hot friction from before is even hotter now. I can feel his...you know. And suddenly, I want him.

I need him.

All I want is to be closer than I've ever been with him, than I've ever been with anyone. I tug on his underwear, but before I can take it off, he puts his hand on my hand, stopping my movements.

Naruto-kun leans back and looks at me. "Are you sure, Hinata-chan?"

"Yes," I say without a moment's hesitation. "I'm positive."

He looks at me uncertainly, like he's trying to figure out whether to continue or not.

I put my hand on his shoulder and lean up to give him a chaste kiss on the lips, unlike our other hurried, rushed, frenzied, needy ones. "I'm really sure, Naruto-kun. I wanted my first to be with someone who I loved. So I'm ready."

He blushes happily. "Me too, Hina." As he leans down to kiss me again, it's uncertain and reluctant at first, but once I put my arms around his shoulder and press him against me, they become more certain and sure.

The hot skin against hot skin makes me go insane as I press myself flush against him so that I can feel that delicious friction once more. It's burns in all the right ways and I silently wonder if I'm a masochist.

I lean up as his hands find their way around my back, trying to figure out how to undo my bra clasp. And even though I'm nervous as hell, I smile and help him. But before it falls completely off, I cover myself.

"Hina...you're beautiful, don't worry."

With that, I let my arms timidly fall, and let him toss the bra and other clothes on the floor. I lean back onto my bed. Naruto-kun stares at me...at them…for a while, his eyes widening slightly. I don't mean to sound cocky or whatever, but it's not like they're small, they're pretty big, but I still don't like to flaunt them, and the way he's still staring is making self-conscious. I nudge his arm. "N-Naru."

He looks up at me and then leans in to kiss my cheek before going down and kissing down my cleavage. I moan hotly. The pleasure that goes through me is almost too much and I wonder if I'm going to release right then and there, but I try not to. Because that would be so embarrassing.

He licks at them a couple of times, making my breath shake and my cheeks an impossible shade of red. Then, he travels down to my underwear and he looks up at me before he takes them off. With a slight tentative nod I give him, he smiles reassuringly at me and then takes them off. I cross my legs, that once again, he has to knead gently open.

I close my eyes in pleasure as he kisses me right above there. And then…

Oh, God.

I-I-Is he licking me there?!

I open my eyes and look down to see his tongue flick out every once in a while, licking me in my…area. I groan.

There is probably nothing more erotic and sexy than seeing Naruto-kun's head between my legs, as he uses his tongue to lick and tongue me. My fingers and toes curl up so much that I think they're going to break as I let out moans that are getting increasingly louder until I clasp my hands over my mouth. Aren't I moaning too much? Shut up, Hinata!

But once his tongue is inside, tonguing me harshly, I moan so loudly that even through both of my hands, although muffled, is still loud. I gasp and exhale at the same time and my bare chest rises and falls faster than I ever thought it could.

Before I know it, there's something that coils up inside me, something that makes my breath shake even harder and my heart race even quicker and my hips buck into Naruto-kun's mouth faster than before, until I climax. And as I release, letting out a broken moan of "N-Naruto-kun!", I feel something leak out of my...area. Everything is blurry and unclear, but so...perfect. Coming down from my momentary high, my heart's pounding faster than before, as I try to catch my breath.

I lift my head weakly to see Naruto licking his lips and my heartbeat races again. He's such a turn on. "You're sweet everywhere, cinnamon roll."

"N-Naruto-kun!" I slap his arm as he leans over me again. I look down, seeing the tent in his underwear only grow from before. I...I should do something for him too, right? "T-Take off your underwear," I say, shakily.

I'm still in a haze from climaxing, but the world soon become clear and Naruto-kun's confused expression is visible. I push him so that's he under me again and I start to take off his underwear.

I blush hard (like really hard), when I see his...manhood. I'm too shy to call it anything else right now.

"Wh-What are you doing, Hina?" Naruto-kun asks.

I glance down at him and then look back up to meet his eyes, "I-I-I'm going to you know…ummm…give you a blowjob." I hope he can't see the reluctance in my eyes, because I really don't want to do this. But it's not fair to him. He's been making me feel pleasured and I haven't done anything for him. I should at least gather some courage and try to do this for him.

As I'm about to, he puts a hand on my shoulder. "Don't." Once he sees my questioning gaze, he says, "I know you don't really want to."

"B-But...you...I haven't done anything for you."

He smiles, and once more, I'm underneath him in a matter of seconds, "You've done more than you can imagine." His voice is lower than before and it makes my cheeks burn and that same feeling collect in my lower stomach. What is he doing to me?

We kiss once more, our tongues dancing around each other, until we break apart and then Naruto-kun says, "A-Are you ready then?"

I nod shyly. "T-They're in the bottom drawer of my nightstand." I hope he'll know what

I'm talking about because I don't want to say the word out loud. He gives me a suggestive smirk and I answer, "Sakura-chan," knowing that he'll understand. Sakura-chan had given them (the...condoms) to me with a wink before we had last parted. I'm sure she'll be glad that they came in handy.

He quickly finds them and...puts it on and then turns back to me. "S-So, you're sure, right?"

I nod. "Y-Yes." I almost moaning with need and I hope he'll just hurry up already.

"I-I'll be gentle."

I nod once more. "O-Okay."

He puts his hands on each side of my head and I gasp when I feel his manhood poking at my entrance. It...It feels too big. I know it's going to hurt. So much. But...all of a sudden I feel like I'm not ready. H-How is it going to go in?

Naruto-kun kisses me and as he does, he slowly inches it in.

I break away from the kiss to groan in pain. "A-AH!" I scream. It hurts. More than I could ever imagined. It feels like I'm being torn and having it done from my most sensitive place, isn't the best. H-How could anyone like this?! I-It's terrible! I want him to take it out and I want to tell him to, but no words form at my mouth, my vocal chords uselessly letting out groans and only mumbles of words. The only one that is understandable is "N-Naru!"

I dig my fingernails into his back harshly and I hope that it doesn't draw blood as he flinches from my strength. And then...he's all the way in. We both gasp and exhale in unison. I feel my hip against his and I realize that we're actually one.

O-Oh my, God.

He stays still for a few moments, caressing my cheek and my hair, trying to tell me that it'll be okay, that the pain will go enough soon away. And I almost want to slap him because he doesn't know the pain that I'm currently in. He doesn't–Oh. Oh!

I feel the same pleasure again as he moves slightly, shifting. I let out a groan and he immediately stops. "I-I'm sorry. Are you okay?" he asks.

I shake my head. "No, keep going. T-That felt good."

I physically feel his body relax a bit as he takes it out and pushes back in only a little. And even though it's only a little, it's fucking amazing.

It's so, so much better than his tongue and better than anything I've ever felt before. His member pokes at the deepest part of me, as it rubs against my walls which are clenching around him, trying to adjust. It's so erotic, it's so sexy, it's so pleasure, it's so...perfect.

"M-More," I moan and he nods, pulling it out more than before and pushing it back in.

He does this again and once more, until he changes his angle and when he pushes back in, it's perfect. I moan out in extreme pleasure. "T-There! Right there!" I realize he must have found my g-spot and I blush once more.

He hits that angle again that reduces me to a moaning mess, trying to keep my arms on his shoulder that proves to be hard because there's literally no feeling in them. Only the waves of pleasure.

He pulls out completely and pushes in, and even though slowly, it's even better. Can this get any better? T-This is amazing!

Turns out, it can, as he gives me a particularly hard thrust that has me going "N-Naruto!" temporarily forgetting the term of endearment. "H-Harder! More! More!" The amount of pleasure I'm feeling now is way more than the pain I felt before, and I'm glad that I didn't tell him to stop.

Naruto-kun obeys my request and thrusts harder and he gets more confident until he's thrusting harder himself without my encouraging.

"Ah! Ah–Naruto! Naruto!" I moan, as he thrusts in and out of me, with a speed that only leaves me wanting more.

The waves of pleasure I felt before when we were simply touching are nothing to how I am now, with the pleasure literally encasing my body and cascading over me, making me feel wet and warm and dry and cool all at the same time. My breath hitches and I don't ever want my release to come so that I can keep feeling this. So that I can keep feeling him.

I've never been so close to anyone. It makes me happy.

And then, somehow, I know that both of our releases are coming (unfortunately).

"H-Hina…I-I…" he stutters, his hands gripping my hips almost bruisingly.

I nod. "Y-Yeah!" my voice goes higher as he hits that spot dead-on once more. "Me t-too!"

I release first, coating his member with my fluid and he releases right after I do.

And then, there's silence. The bed's not softly creaking anymore. There's no more moaning, or grunts. Only panting. Only heavy panting, the after-sex (oh, my god, did I really just say that word) euphoria washing over the both of us.

He collapses on top of me and I don't mind for the moment, even if he is heavy.

As we catch our breath, he finally pulls out of me, leaving me empty and cold, and rolls onto the side so that he's next to me. I immediately curl up next to him.

"T-That was amazing, Naruto-kun," I say, my breath stable but my voice, still shaking slightly.

I feel him nod above me. "Yeah. It was, Hina."

He grabs his shirt to give to me and I quickly put it on, now more self-conscious than before. His shirt is big on me so it reaches my mid-thighs. It feels warm and smells like him. I love it. Naru only grabs his pair of underwear for himself and then after putting it on, he covers us both with the blankets.

I snuggle more into him; he's warmer than the blankets. Way warmer.

Our fingers find each other and lace together. I hear him inhale and exhale, my breaths matching his, now at the right speed.

"Hina...it's tomorrow, right?"

I know he's talking about my dad and the "meeting." "Hm," I say, making the word sound like a yes. "But...I don't want to think about that right now. Let's just sleep. I'm tired."

"Okay. I'm tired, too." He kisses the top of my head and put his arm around my waist and I do the same. With my head just under his, I don't have to close my eyes as the eyelids fall down on their own. I really am tired. And there's a dull aching down below.

But it's okay.

It's just a wonderful reminder of something so...perfect.

Author's Note:

Hence the reason this chapter is called "Perfect." Right now, everything is perfect for Hinata and Naruto, in this little moment that they have. Unforunately...tomorrow won't be...MWAHAHAHA.

That was a fail of an evil laugh, but whatever.

Next chapter will be up as soon as I write it. I literally started this chapter yesterday, wrote for about an hour, and then finished the rest of it today in about 1 and a half hours. Then I had my BFF proofread it and tell me her input and then I edited it a little more and now I'm writing this note. LOL.

Okay, well...I want to sincerely thank you for taking time out of your day to read and review my story. It's (seriously) greatly appreciated.

Thanks again!

~ booklover333