What up, peeps? I'm back! =D I know it's been a while, and all I can say to that is, "midterms. And then Spring Break." (Also, Fanfic . net is having MAJOR issues right now... so anyone who got an alert from me about a random fandom...it was the only way I could upload this. Hopefully things will be fixed soon, because I've wanted to post this for two days and this is starting to annoy me.) But alas, I have returned.

For all of the new readers who have no idea what is going on, this story is a sequel-ish thing to one of my other fics, Into the Future. Technically, I guess you don't have to read that one—but I highly recommend it, as you might not recognize some characters/inside jokes/plotlines. Also, based on my reviewers' opinions, reading it would most likely be a good time. ^_^

Okay. I would like to start off saying that the whole reason I wrote Into the Future to take place before Pein's invasion was because I wanted to stay as close to canon as possible—Hinata could still have her time to shine (confession), and Naruto could still have his tearjerking reunion with his parents. However, I realized that Canon!Naruto was moving much too slowly for my tastes in regards to Hinata, and for the sake of character development in general, it would just be much more fun to do things my way. So I guess this fic is where things take an AU spin (that is, if you ever considered a future-seeing party at Kiba's house canon in the first place).

All of these oneshots will take place in Futureverse, although at different points in time. Also, they are not in any way in order—they will just be spit out when the idea comes to me. They will entail the lives of our favorite Naruto characters, as well as the kiddies and whoever else I feel like adding. Different points-of-view, different lengths, different levels of seriousness.

Okay! Let's get this party started. ^_^

I don't own Naruto. If I did, you all would be in for one hell of a ride.

Hinata hummed happily, working the brush carefully through her long indigo hair. She had never been much of a hummer, but ever since Kiba's party a couple of months before, she hummed all the time.

Naruto, her thoughts whispered, and involuntarily, she sighed, exhaled air caressing her slightly parted lips.

She had never been this happy before! Ever since the night she had gone with him to Ichiraku Ramen, Naruto seemed to notice her more. They went out to eat, sometimes with friends, sometimes just the two of them. He was willing to spend time with her! Alone! It was likely Naruto just saw her as a friend, but Hinata didn't care. She got to be around her beloved, and that was all that mattered.

Sighing again, she placed the brush on her nightstand, gathering her hair at the nape of her neck and beginning to braid it. Suddenly, she was super-aware—the fine hairs on her arms standing, her ears picking up on tiny sounds, her heart rate increasing.

Someone was watching her.

Continuing her braiding and forcing herself to breathe at a normal pace, Hinata activated her bloodline limit. She was nearly startled as the person chose that exact moment to drop out of the vent in her ceiling.

Naruto caught the vent cover on his way down, landing in a lazy crouch without a sound. He grinned cheekily at her, setting the cover on the floor.

"N-Naruto-kun!" Hinata squeaked, deactivating her Byakugan but very aware that servants were roaming the corridors as they spoke. Inwardly, she cursed her stutter—although it was nearly gone now, Naruto seemed to have startled it out of her. "W-What are you doing here?"

Naruto blinked, confused. "I needed to talk to you." He didn't seem to notice how frazzled she was, or that he shouldn't have been able to successfully infiltrate the Hyuuga compound.

Hinata blushed, crossing her arms over herself self-consciously. Even though her nightgown was modest enough—the hem landing below her knees, the neckline showing no cleavage, the sleeves covering her shoulders—just standing in front of her lifelong crush in the lacy white garment made her face rival a tomato. "And it couldn't wait until tomorrow?"

Naruto scratched his head nervously. "Well, I was sitting at home, sharpening my kunai, when I realized something. And it's kind of important."

Some of her uneasiness disappeared, quickly being replaced by worry. "What's the matter?"

He fidgeted, a blush appearing across his nose. "Well...I realized that I really like you. Like, a lot."

Hinata blinked in response, mute and sure that her delusional mind was actively daydreaming.

Her silence seemed to make Naruto even more nervous. "It's just that I noticed how much fun we have together," he rushed. "Well, I guess I can't speak for you. But I know that you actually listen to me when I talk and you always seem genuinely happy to see me and no one's ever done any of that for me and it's okay if you don't feel the same way—"

"I do!" Hinata squeaked, no longer able to maintain eye contact. "I...I love you, Naruto-kun."

He looked pleasantly surprised at this, a happy blush replacing the embarrassed one. However, her confession still seemed to raise his anxiety. "Then you deserve to know," he murmured to himself, looking off into the distance at nothing in particular.

"Naruto-kun?" Hinata prompted, his faraway look making her uneasy.

Naruto's eyes snapped back to hers, knocked out of his reverie. "I have to show you something."

Hinata took a breath, mentally preparing herself for anything. Despite this, however, she was completely unprepared when Naruto unzipped his orange jacket, slipping it off, and then proceeded to pull his undershirt over his head. At the first glimpse of bare skin, Hinata whipped around, hands cupping her face in a mixture of embarrassment and amazement.

It was happening so fast! They had only just confessed to one another! And technically, only she had confessed—Naruto just admitted that he liked her a lot. But it didn't matter—she would willingly give herself. She had loved Naruto for so long that she had no qualms with it if he wanted her. She just hadn't expected him to move so quickly!

His timing isn't the greatest, she thought to herself, biting her lip. Otou-sama is still awake, and anyone could catch us—


Hinata whipped around again, hands still cupping her face, inner monologue interrupted. Her blush returned full-force at the sight of his lean, muscular frame. Involuntarily, her eyes roamed his body, starting at the teal crystal necklace he wore, then traveling down his chest to his sculpted abs and—

Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, and her gaze snapped back up to his bright blue eyes. "Naruto?"

He didn't answer, seemingly holding his breath.

She was holding her breath too, but she didn't notice. Instead, she walked back to him, sitting in front of him on the edge of her bed so his abdomen was in her line of sight.

Because of the nature of their clan, the Hyuuga were well-versed in seals; because of her previous position as clan heir, Hinata was even more so. There was definitely a seal around her crush's bellybutton—and doozy at that. As if she was no longer aware of her actions, Hinata traced lightly over the markings with her fingers.

Naruto shivered at her touch, his ab muscles twitching when her other hand pulled the edge of his pants down slightly so that she could assess the covered parts of the seal.

Her brows were furrowed in concentration as she studied the intricate patterns. Noticing a particularly complicated part—usually reserved for sealing something immensely powerful...or dangerous—Hinata's fingers stilled, and her eyes snapped up to Naruto's face.

He was looking back at her, blue eyes apprehensive.

"Naruto-kun," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. "What are you sealing?"

"If you don't want to see me anymore, I completely understand," he murmured gruffly.

"Naruto." She couldn't stand it—couldn't stand the pitiful look he was giving her. She had to know. She had to make it better.

"Kyuubi," he whispered.

She stared at him, sure she had heard him wrong. "What?"

"Kyuubi." He was searching her face, trying to judge her reaction. "Kyuubi no Youko."

The words had a slow effect on her. Her first reaction was to study the seal again, to try to grasp the fact that the infamous Kyuubi was in him, was a part of him.

Her second was to cry.

Naruto began to panic the second he saw tears begin to leak out of her eyes. "It's okay, Hina-chan!" he said worriedly, although not sure what exactly she was crying about. "Please don't cry."

But Hinata couldn't help it. Because suddenly, it all made perfect sense. The village's animosity towards a little orphan boy. The stares. The insults. Naruto's constant need to prove himself. Even his ridiculous stamina and ability to heal inhumanly fast—it all made perfect sense.


She wanted to hug him, to hold on and never let go, but she was suddenly very aware of his proximity, of where exactly her hands lay, and she retracted them quickly, another blush taking over her features. "I'm sorry, Naruto-kun."

His face fell, noticing her suddenly pulling away. There was still a smile on his lips, but it was clearly forced. "It's okay! I just didn't want you to be involved with me without knowing what you were getting into." He made a move for his discarded jacket. "I should go. I'll see you around, I guess."

Hinata's eyes widened in alarm. Seeing he was trying to escape, she reached her hand out, snagging his. "NO!"

He looked at her in surprise, confused.

Hinata wiped away lingering tears, trying not to notice that she was holding Naruto's hand and she had initiated it. She stared fixedly at the floor. "I meant that I was sorry that you had to go through what you've been through," she said quietly. "I-I love you, Naruto-kun. Kyuubi or not."

It was silent. She thought that her face was going to explode from embarrassment, but when she gathered the courage to look back up at him, he was grinning at her, genuinely this time. "It doesn't bother you?"

Hinata shook her head furiously, resisting the urge to put her pointer fingers together as her embarrassment grew. "Can...can I see your seal again?" she peeped.

"Sure!" Naruto responded happily, his confidence fully back. He stepped in front of her again, once more putting the seal within her line of sight. He waggled his eyebrows suggestively. "You can look whenever you want. As long as you want."

She swatted his stomach playfully, embarrassed enough to know that any talking on her part would result in stuttering. But her curiosity about the intricate seal outweighed her mortification, and she soon found her fingers lightly hooking inside the top edge of his pants and pulling down, improving the seal's visibility again.

"Hinata-sama, I made some tea, and I thought you'd like some—"

Alarmed, both Hinata and Naruto jumped. Naruto looked over his shoulder at the door, and, even though she knew what she would see, Hinata peeked around Naruto.

Neji stood there, teacup in hand, eyes wide.

How had they not noticed him coming?

Silence. Everyone was frozen, as if forgoing movement would make the awkwardness disappear.

Then, as if a switch had been turned on, Neji's face flushed. "Sorry to interrupt," he said, hastily setting the cup on a nearby dresser and getting the hell out of there.

The two watched him go, a little confused, before suddenly Naruto blushed as well, realization dawning. He ran a hand through his hair, not sure whether to laugh or run home before he was murdered in cold blood. "He thought we…" He looked at her, and seeing she was still out of the loop, he tried again. "He thought that you…"

Hinata blinked, still not getting it. Then she thought of the situation from Neji's point of view—half naked Naruto, her, sitting on her bed, eye-level with his...nether regions and seemingly pulling his pants down—and took her hands off of him so fast, she almost got whiplash.

Naruto did laugh then, loud enough that she had to shush him, lest someone walking by heard him. He just flashed her a foxy grin, his eyes twinkling in amusement.

"You're cute," he said affectionately, bringing her blush out for the umpteenth time that night. Then, giving her enough time to back away if she wanted to, he pressed his lips to hers.

Hinata couldn't think a coherent thought if she wanted to, not even when he pulled away. He told her that he was going to go, and that they would talk more tomorrow, but that barely registered. Even as he winked and climbed back into her vent, replacing the cover as if he had never been there, she was pretty sure she had just gaped at him like an idiot.

He had kissed her.

He had kissed her!

Slowly coming back to reality, she resisted the urge to run around her room, shrieking like a fangirl. Instead, she plopped back on her bed, staring at her ceiling, dazed and disbelieving.

Naruto was interested in her! He had told her his biggest secret. He had kissed her. He thought she was cute. And, on top of all that, Neji had learned the importance of knocking.

She couldn't ask for a better day.

A/N: And ever since then, Neji knocks on every door, just to be safe. XD

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