Hi! Thank you for following my story! This story has already been finished 10 years ago. This is an original fiction but I want to share it with everyone and of course I made some adjustments with the name and some of the dialogues and plot to fit NH. So hopefully, you would like this.

P.S. I was just 13 when I finished this, so please bear with me. Haha

And I have no rights to Naruto and all of its characters.

Thank you!

It was Sakura. As Hinata answered her phone, she could feel the irritation from the other end of the line at the very moment Sakura spoke.

"Where in the hell are you?!" she exclaimed. "I have called for six times already, but you never answered." She continued. "What? Aren't you going to say anything?!"

"Can you please relax, Sakura? I am in a friend's house." Hinata countered in a calmer voice.

"Relax?! Are you still hang-over?!" She shouted back, "you never called and you were missing for almost ten hours and you are telling me to relax?!"

"I am sorry, Sakura. I'm already on my way home." Hinata replied calmly.

"Is the friend you are referring to was Naruto?" Sakura asked now in a more controlled voice. Hinata could hear the curiosity from her friend, and she can't help but smile a little.

But, wait! How did she know? She thought bewildered. Sakura knew of Naruto's name before I did? "Yes?" Hinata responded with bewilderment, "how did you know him?" she asked with confusion in her voice and a clear jealousy. She heard Sakura chuckle.

"Are you mad?" Sakura asked, teasing Hinata a little with what she heard from her voice.

"No. I'm not!" Hinata exclaimed quickly to avoid any confusion on Sakura's part. She is confused though. What made her feel that way. She just spend a night with Naruto and nothing else. She should not feel anything. They are nothing.

"Okay." Sakura said, with some laughter in her tone. "He came to me before you both left. He was carrying you in his arms and he told me that he will take care of you." Sakura laughed again by the memory. "So, tell me, is he hot?" she asked in a teasing tone.

"Oh," Hinata groaned. She has a lot of explaining to do later when she meets up with her friend. "Come on, Sakura. I'll be going now. Sayonaraaa, best." Sakura started to complain but Hinata just shut her phone off. She doesn't want to talk to her friend through the phone. She needs to get out of his place, as soon as possible!

Then realization hits. She remembered at last! She is the one who ask for it.

"Can you take me home now?" I asked, drowsy from the vodka he offered me."I don't know where." He stated.

"Just take me to your home. Will you?" I smiled a little, flashing my newly-braced teeth. "Please?"

"You are so disturbing." He said sarcastically at me.

"Am I, now?"

"Yes." He replied curtly at me and I cannot stop myself from pouting at him. He just stared at me.

"How? Can you tell me, please?" I flirted with him and I was fully aware of it.

"You are so flirting me."

"Of course, I am." I said demurely, putting my two fingers together. "You are so hot, did you know that?" I whispered at him, my head bowed down as I only gaze at him from my lashes. I saw him reddened a little before chuckling and putting his arm around me.

"I think so. Do you really want me to take you?"

"It is up to you." I let my voice sound so alluring, "Do you want me, now?" I replied as I ran my fingers across his chest and going lower to his abdomen through his shirt.

"I need you." By that, he took my hands, and we approached Sakura, who was still busy dancing and kissing with her boyfriend. I smiled at her and told her that I will go home first. She just nodded at me and the man talk to her. I heard him saying his name: think it was Naru-maki. I laughed a little as he grabbed me out of the bar into his car.

As we enter the black sedan car, he asked me again. "Are you sure? You don't even know my name."

"And so?" I asked with one brow arched upward.

"Sure?" he asked again. I feel so impatient at the moment, that I took the first move.

I have never kissed a man before, but this time it felt so right to be taken by him. It was so cold in the car, which was fighting against with the heat we were both feeling. He kissed me hard, so powerful and passionate, he bit my lower lip and sucked on it hard. I moaned by the sensation. He let his hand move from my hips to my breast as I move my hands in his blonde hair. It felt so soft against my hands. He cupped my breast with his hands, still kissing me hard.

He suddenly stopped and stared at me. I reacted badly when he stopped, "What?! Am I not a good kisser?" I asked, feeling a little embarrassed.

"No, you are. You are driving me crazy." He said huskily.

"Then why do you stop?" I asked bewildered. The heat pooling in my belly is way too much for this conversation. I want him.

"Are we going to do this in my car?" he asked curious, as he chuckled, scratching his nape.

"Hai. Yes." I immediately responded which earned another chuckle from him.

"No. We are going to my place." He roared the sedan to life, and drove off. It was so cold and dark. This will be going to be my first. Is this the right thing to do? I asked myself again and again, but the only answer that came to me is 'Yes'.

We stopped in front of a black gate covered with floral designs on top. It was so magnificent, but I never got the chance to feel the beauty of the whole place, because he took my hand again and carry me out of the car. I felt my heart drumming beneath my ribcage.

I wrapped both my legs to his hips and both my arms to the back of his neck. He was so hot, not only because of the liquor we had but also because of our kiss, I suppose. He was kissing me so hard as we entered a room, and how we get inside? I didn't care. I can feel the ache in my belly and his growing erection. His manhood and my femininity are only separated by my underwear and his pants. He removed his shirt and pants swiftly as I stared at him. I waited for him in the bed where he lays me down not so long ago.

He moved closer to where I watched him. He started to unzip my dress and unclasped my bra where my breasts broke free. He kissed me again as he hungrily moves his hands to my sex. Suddenly, he moved his lips lower to my chin and my collarbone. He licked every inch of my body as he slid down. He busied himself, massaging my entrance and tasting my peaking breast. I can feel the sensation and at the same time the building ache.

I started to move my left hand in his chest and play with his chest hair. I place my free hand in his hair and clutched it hard to maintain my tranquility. I moved my hands lower, mimicking his every action. I gasp as I touch his shaft under his boxer shorts. Without thinking, I put my hands inside his shorts and played with it. I can feel the heat and as I feel impatient, I lower my head while he was still licking one of my peaks which he eventually let go as I removed his shorts and situate my lips on his masculinity. I sucked hard, tasting his flesh, tasting him and his saltiness. I heard him moan and gasp. He jerked on my action. I licked and sucked him very hard that he groaned.

"Stop!" I heard him say. "You are so driving me crazy!" I looked at him with my mouth still on his. "Oh, girl. Ah. Stop it if you don't want me to come to you." He said with a hard and sexy tone. I stopped.

"Then please take me." I said hungrily and alluringly.

Without any hesitation, he positioned himself between me and held both my legs. He slowly inserted his manhood in my entrance, I felt the pain being my first time. I tried so hard not to cry because of pain, but emotions still took over. I felt my cheeks burn and he stopped. I opened my eyes and saw him staring at me with horror in his face. I only nodded once to show him I am alright and ready to go.

A moment later, after the pain subsided, I made the first move. He got my message and he continued doing what I have started. Pushing and pulling him inside me, pain and pleasure at the same level. As he moved harder, I felt the pleasurable ache in me grew bigger and bigger until I felt something inside me clatter, and I had my first climax. A little time more, he also reached his climax and he rested on top of me.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five minutes later, I heard the man who gave me my first climax, "were you a virgin?" what the hell! Of all question! I don't know whether to answer or not.

I decided on the right thing, "Yes." And with that we both fell asleep.

Hinata decided to take a bus to home. She and Sakura live in an apartment in the business district near the intersection of the Akimichi and Nara compounds.

As she came closer to their door in the second floor of the building, third room from the staircase, she heard Sakura talking on the phone. Still safe to enter, she mull over. But as she entered their living room, Sakura faced her with dread on her face. She said her goodbyes to the receiver and confronted Hinata.

"Care to explain what had happened to you last night?" Sakura asked with an angry tone. Although Hinata can also hear the worry from her friend.

"I will explain to you later but please let me change my clothes." Hinata pleaded, as she knows her friend to be too tenacious when she wanted to.

"Oh. Fine." Hinata still exhausted from the trip on the bus and walking for almost a mile continued on her room and rapidly changed garments.

The moment she returned to the living room, Sakura was sitting on their small plum-colored sofa eating nachos. When Sakura saw her, she offered her the food. Hence, Hinata just ignored Sakura and started her story of what happened the night prior.

Naruto was still impatiently listening to the problems of his company. Here we go again. Why can't these things just be over? Oh I forget that I can't, this is a gift from my parents. He has the tendency to talk endlessly with himself when he is feeling bored, and at the moment, he is beyond death. He wanted to just to go home and see Hinata again. But he cannot just abandon fifty thousand employees of his company to starve. So here he is listening to his older—much older—associates tackle on their problems for every department.

He wonders now, if Hinata is still in his house? Or did she left already? His impatience grow until he find himself adjourning the ongoing meeting. He was met with visibly confused stares from everyone in the board room as he quickly went out. He could still hear the murmurs as the door slowly closed behind him.

As he entered his own office, far from every prying eyes, he switched his phone on and texted Hinata.

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From: Naruto Uzumaki Namikaze

To: Hinata Hyuuga

Message: Madam, I hope that you are in good favors.

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He pressed send. He is hoping that she would respond. And a minute later, his phone buzzed.

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From: Hinata Hyuuga

To: Naruto Uzumaki Namikaze

Message: Hai, Sir! I am in good favors. You?

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Naruto cannot help but smile by the way she responded to him. Sir. Haha.

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From: Naruto Uzumaki Namikaze

To:Hinata Hyuuga

Message: I too, madam. Thank you. I hope to see you soon.

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Five minutes passed and still no reply from her. He was growing impatient. Should I call her? Or should I wait? I don't know what to do anymore. Before he could make his call, his secretary Karui called for him in the door for his next meeting.

Hinata was still having second thoughts whether to reply to Naruto or not. She doesn't want to tie any knots with him. It was just a mistake, what had happened to them last night. She decided on the latter, she doesn't want to talk to him anymore, period.