If you guys have questions, send me a message or leave a review I can reply to. Just this once, I'll answer here: If you noticed, Hinata was inspired by Naruto's briefs, that looked like a wrapped present. If you don't see where I'm going with this, the ribbon wraps around Hinata's breasts to look like a bow (i.e. a present). That's why it's so thick ;)

Also, calling me a bitch is not how you get me to update. Be cool.

To everyone else, thank you for your patience, I really appreciate it! Your reviews always make my day, and I hope you enjoy the rest of the ride!

The cap's been reached, which means reset! I start again at 6, then things will progress, one song added each time, until 12 is reached again. If it's reached again :P

Songs: Stutter - Joe ft. Mystikal
Everyday is a Winding Road - Sheryl Crow
Afterlife - Avenged Sevenfold
Crawling - Linkin Park
Stuck - Stacie Orrico
Genie in a Bottle - Christina Aguilera

Chapter 8

Her fingers gently covered her mouth, slightly agape. Slowly, she approached the collapsed man at her feet. She couldn't believe it. Simply couldn't. That she had just witnessed something that never happens - that's never happened.

She swallowed lightly before delicately prodding his shoulder, making sure he was ok and breathing. He was completely out. Her eyes widened as her head softly shook. She couldn't believe it. She just made Naruto Uzumaki faint.

And then the wheels started to turn.

Biting the bottom corner of her lip, she smiled. Hinata was never one for pranks; usually never thought they were funny; usually thought they were mean, but here she had the ultimate prankster at her feet, and... she bit her lip harder. One little harmless joke couldn't hurt.

She giggled suddenly before covering her mouth again, to muffle the noise - wouldn't want to wake him after all.

As quietly as she could, she dragged him onto her bed, something that took a lot more effort than she expected. Naruto was a lot heavier than he looked. Thinking back to the afternoon she caught him in his underwear, she figured it was all that muscle. But then that was beginning to distract her, so she sharpened her focus back to the task at hand. As best she could, at least.

Soon enough, she was biting her lip again, trying to stop herself from outright laughing. Just the thought of his reaction to her little joke was enough to prompt a fit out of her. Letting a few giggles escape now and then, she worked his shirt off of him, something done with surprising ease. She took mental note that once Naruto was out, he was out, and filed it under 'good to know'.

Silently, she indulged herself for a moment, to do what she'd never been courageous enough to do before - blatantly check Naruto out. She didn't have it in her to tuck him under the covers as well - she felt like that was going too far - but that seemed to work in her favor, now that most everything was in her line of sight.

She gulped a little, as though this were some kind of trap to catch her looking at him, and even though she knew better, there was no helping the blush on her cheeks. As far as she'd come, she was positive it was impossible to look at Naruto like this and not blush a little. She had been biting her lip for an entirely different reason now, admiring the shapes and angles of his face, working her way down the curves of his neck, to the planes of his shoulders, to the dips in his chest. Her blush burned brighter the lower her gaze went, and eventually, she noticed him getting restless. Quickly, she grabbed and put on the final touch, hastily getting into bed next to him and waited.

She made sure she was under the covers, so her state of dress wasn't obvious right off the bat. The only thing he should be able to see was maybe a touch of black lace beneath the bodice of her dress, peeking out from, and this was the most important part, underneath his jacket.

Before he wakened too much, she got as close to him as she could with the covers between their bodies. The too-long sleeves of his jacket scrunched in her palm, creating a barrier between the back of her hand and the skin of his left shoulder.

Curled up next to him, she quickly admired the details of his face from this angle, taking in as much of it as she could, before his eyes opened and she closed hers.

Note: Where could this be going~