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☆𝕆𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥 𝕋𝕠𝕡𝕚𝕔☆

𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝙽𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚘 𝚇 𝙷𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊

☆ℝ𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕☆

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☆ℝ𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘☆

Warning: E-Rated.

This chapter is not for the faint of heart. This chapter contains mental health issues, excessive drinking, a five-year age gap, and non-con rape. If you do not like these topics, I advise you NOT to read this chapter.

☆𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪☆

Many people in the world, take life for granted. Life, can either take a good turn for you or a bad turn. But for 16-year-old Hinata, one day her life took a bad turn. A very bad turn that will change her life forever...

☆𝕋𝕒𝕘𝕤☆

Party • Alcoholic Beverages • Fluff • Friends • Highschool AU • Older Friend • Phone Buddies • Age Gap • Alcoholic • Trauma • Hurt/Comfort • Non-Con Rape • Dark • Intense • Suspenseful • Therapy • Long Chapter •

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Tick.

Tock.

Tick.

Tock - Went the clock as seconds and soon minutes passed by. The ticking clock lay hung up on a peach-colored wall in a huge, spacious room. A room that held nothing, but nine chairs, all placed in the middle of the said room. Men and even women filled up those chairs which were set to face each other, turned to form a circle. Everything was quiet as all eyes fell on one pale midnight blue-haired woman, her head lowered and her heart beating fast in her chest.

Her fists had balled up the front of her dark blue, denim jeans as she tried to keep her emotions together, one of the members in the chair frowning upon her silence.

From where she sat in front of the quiet girl, positioned across from her, she let out a sigh, "Hinata sweetie, I know you're going through a lot right now but in order for this to work properly, to get you to heal quicker, you need to voice out everything; everything's that happened. We can't help you if we don't know what's hurting you. It's okay, hun. All of us have faced tragedies. That's why, we're here." A black-haired woman spoke gently as she could, her abnormal red eyes rooted on the small woman from afar who had now lifted her head, finally revealing the pretty lavender eyes that she possessed.

The dark blue-haired woman whimpered but took the time to spare everyone a glance, eyeing the encouraging smiles that were on their faces, even some of them throwing a thumbs up which lightened the girl's features.

The people's actions around her made her slowly come out of her shell, her heart slowing down from its rapid, fast beating pace. Because you see, the young girl did not think of herself as a great public speaker, hell she hated talking to new people. It made her tense and extremely nervous. She was afraid her stutter would arise.

But the woman was right.

She had a tragedy to share and the people around her were willing to listen to her story and find a way to help her face it, to overcome what has hurt her. And that alone, made her feel better.

She allowed herself to smile on that note and she gave everyone a nod, sighing long and deep, "W-Well, I.." She started but stopped once she heard how quiet everyone was, her lavender eyes peeking up at the people who were sitting around watching her.

The same woman from before frowned at the sight of her freezing up, her hand waving at her to reassure her, "It's okay, Hinata. Go on. Tell us your story, hun." She spoke softly to the woman as if she was speaking merely to a young child. But such a tone worked well for the dark blue-haired woman for she found courage from it. She didn't feel alone. She felt as though she can trust the people around her.

So, she nodded slowly and this time, she spoke. But when she did, everyone's minds were blown, their eyes widening by her story.

She bit her lip nervously, "Well, it all started two years ago. I was young and naive, I h-h-have to admit. It's just one day which I thought would be a good day ended up being a bad day. A really, really bad one. That day changed me forever and it also changed me as a person." She explained with a small nod, her body covered entirely with a brown sweater along with dark jeans, white flats on her feet to complete her look.

Everyone was now interested and highly curious of the Hyuga girl's tragedy, one male tilting his head. She turned to him, accepting his attention.

He smiled, "Is it okay if I ask, what actually happened, on this terrible day, for you, Hinata?'" He asked gently, addressing the young girl's name. His voice was so calm and sweet which opened the midnight blue-hair girl up more. She felt more obliged to tell everyone her issue. The issue as to why she sought help.

She nodded her head at the older male. But afterward, she lowered her again for she was just about to resume her story. She gulped, "I-I-I was, um, I was.. raped." She whispered out with a very croaky voice. Immediately, everyone in the room gasped, some even covering their mouths in shock

The young girl seemed to take to that because she closed her eyes and winced, as if she was in pain, her breathing growing shaky once more. By everyone's reaction to her words, her confidence began to slowly dissipate and she quickly went back to phase one.

Scared to utter a single word.

She bit her tongue and remained quiet as everyone around her tried to grasp the truth of what they just heard, the black-haired woman from before sighing deeply at the sound of such bad news, "Oh no, my darling. You must feel so defeated, so hurt. I know that such a memory has affected you but I want you to know that we all are here for you. We are here to listen and comfort you through it. It was a really great idea for you to come here. We can try to make you forget about all of that, hun.." She explained sincerely but the young girl immediately shook her head, biting her lip now. Something, the woman said, didn't match Hinata's tragic story.

There was much more.

The midnight blue-haired woman cleared her throat, slowly scooting her bum forward in her sturdy seat.,"Th-That's the thing. I don't want to forget. I don't want to punish the culprit. I only want the answer to my problem. The answer to why.." She trailed off which made people start to catch goosebumps, the same woman squinting her eyes at the woman.

Her face showed signs of confusion now, her head tilting, "Why what, darling?" She urged gently which caused the Hyuga girl to swallow deeply, her eyes scanning everyone in the room. One final time before she spilled, her biggest problem yet, her chest heaving.

She blew out, one final, deep breath, soon speaking.

"Why I'm in love with him..."

-Flashback-

Two Years Earlier

Hinata's P.O.V

Having a friend is the most wonderful thing that can happen to someone.

Now having a best friend is an entirely different thing altogether. The relationship you have with that person is stronger than any other one you've had with someone that's not family. You feel connected with this person. You know this person inside and out. You trust them and of course, you love them with all of your heart.

Well, my best friend is really starting to slack in the friend department.

My body tensed up as both of my ears were blasted by incredibly loud thumping music where the beat was so intense I felt it in my chest, in my bones. At the moment, my bum was sat upon one round chair in front of a bar, my body overrun by regret.

I didn't know why I was sitting in front of the bar here, because I don't necessarily like to drink. I'm a lightweight. I can't keep the alcohol down at all and when it does, it happens to go down. I get really, really affected by it.

It doesn't take much for me to get drunk.

I sighed at that, deeply feeling like some kind of freak, but on the other hand, I was quite thankful. I guess it's a good thing I can't hold my liquor well, that way, my body can stay alcohol-free. I can stay away from that sort of stuff.

I knew I was young and very dumb for drinking and going to parties like this underage but, a teenager has to learn somehow right? My father doesn't mind where I go and besides he's so busy with work he doesn't know half the things my sister and I do. It's really nice that way. I felt freer to do as I wanted.

I nearly smiled at that, a glass of sparkly apple juice rooted in front of me. I only wore casual clothes seeing as it is, a party which sometimes holds hooligans. I didn't want to bring any unwanted attention to myself.

So, I wore a short black romper that dropped to my knees, black high heels on my small pale feet. My long midnight blue hair was placed up into a high bun, a silver necklace hung around my neck. My body was scrunched forward onto the marble counter in front of me, my stomach a little bothered at the moment. I was a little nervous to be, alone here.

I groaned and turned towards my "friend" and immediately spotted his brown hair from across the crowded room. At the moment, he was busy trying to impress a group of girls to even notice me. He seemed as though I was the last thing on his mind. I rolled my eyes at that. I was very disappointed. Great. Just great Kiba.

Kiba Inuzuka, was a friend that I knew long before we could even talk. Our parents knew each other well due to their jobs which caused us to soon start to get to know one another. Instantly, we got along great. All throughout the years, we remained close together and eventually became best friends But like some people tend to do, Kiba changed. He grew obnoxious, careless and let's not forget, he's become a very bad friend. He stopped caring to stick around me. He always leaves me in the dust, leaves me behind. We never had as much fun as we did in the olden days. It makes me sad. I sniffed, burrowing my head in my folded arms.

Kami, if all that happened, why did I agree to come to this lame party with him? I'm so desperate. Deep down, I wanted to rebuild our bond again. Our bond was supposed to be unbreakable. Nothing could stop it, we made sure of that but..

Things happen.

Things change.

I groaned loudly in my arms, just ready to get the hell out of this place. Oh, I totally forgot to mention that Kiba was the one that drove me here! I have no way back home but Kiba's car. I'm stuck here at this crude party until he wants to damn leave. I whined, kicking my feet under my seat. Ugh. Fuck. My. Life.

I kept my position for a while, using it to clear my head and block out the numerous loud booms of the bass from the chosen song that played, my ears picking up cheering and loud conversations that I wish not to hear, erupting all around me. I blew out a deep breath, trying to block out everything that was happening in my surroundings.

I snuggled deeper into my arms which I used to cover my head and ears. I lay as still as possible and just relished in the silence that was found within my warm arms, my goal reached to find peace. Now all I heard was muffled noise, my breathing, and my heartbeat which was the only. Such sounds were the only thing that was loud now and it brought me to euphoria. Yes, finally. Peace and quiet.

Suddenly though, a small tap was made to my shoulder which immediately made me jolt up, my lavender-colored eyes widening. I looked around and eyed the bartender as he now looked up, his eyes moving towards the other seat beside me. I frowned at that, my head copying the male's gaze.

I turned slightly to my left and eyed the newcomer who previously tapped me, my eyes immediately widening as I finally caught sight of the mysterious male. I couldn't see his appearance fully at first due to the dimmed lights but as I continued to look and observe him, everything grew clearer and my heart grew warmer. Oh, my kami!

My lavender eyes met ocean blue ones, a smile present on the older male's face. His tan skin was flawless, his blonde hair wild but majestic. It made my heart feel warm. My body started to tremble at the sight of such perfection sitting beside me. My chest began to heave. Who is this man?

The blonde individual smiled at me but turned to the male bartender behind the bar, giving him his attention. He pulled up two fingers, "Sir, please pour a small glass of tequila. For me, and the beautiful lady." He spoke gently, his voice holding a nice base to it which made me shudder in my seat but, something the male said previously really caught my attention. I whipped my head towards him in confusion. What, is he doing?

The bartender nodded immediately by the newcomer's request and went to pour the two glasses, my eyes widening by that.

I shook my head, turning to him with narrowed eyes, "Um sorry sir. I appreciate your generosity but I don't, um, drink." I said nervously, a little taken aback by the male's sparkly blue eyes. They just looked so beautiful. I have never seen anything like it before.

The tan male immediately gasped and shook his head, even smacking it with his hand, "Sorry, sorry. I shouldn't have assumed. I just wanted to be friendly." He spoke in a loud volume in which I could hear over the music and from there, he looked up at the bartender who was looking back at him, his task held on hold by the sound of our small talk.

The blonde male shook his head at the male in black, pulling up one finger, this time, "Just one glass. Sorry, my mistake." He responded back and the bearded bartender corrected the order and just made one tequila. I nodded at that, the male's eyes straying down to my apple juice and he nearly burst out laughing.

I frowned, crossing my arms over my chest at that, "Hey! What's so funny? You're being so rude and we haven't even officially met yet." I acknowledged with a pout which made the male shake his head apologetically, the same huge grin on his face which held three whiskers on both of his cheeks. I found such marks on his face very adorable.

He spared me an amused-filled glance, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You're right. Let me introduce myself." He started off and then gave me a bright smile and turned to me, pulling one hand up.

I looked down at his strong hand, my lavender-colored eyes switching back up at him, catching his charming mile, "My name is Naruto Uzumaki. And I guess, I'm tending this party for the same reason you are. I yearn to get away from the norm, to have a little, fun." He spoke with a wiggle of his eyebrows which looked pretty funny, a giggle or two escaping my lips. But, I totally agreed with him on that. I don't usually go to parties, I only went because I wanted to try something new. Something exciting for a change. To be honest, everyone wants to do something fun every once in a while. So, I totally agree with him.

I smiled and allowed myself to open up some, turning my attention directly onto the male. I smiled and pulled out my hand, allowing him to shake it. He took it up with a smile.

I nodded in approval at that, "Well, it's nice to meet you, Naruto. My name is Hinata Hyuga and I totally agree with you." I responded back with a friendly handshake. He nodded happily at my response.

He then hummed, thinking back to my words, "Wow, what a unique name. Is this your first time coming to a party like this, Hinata?" He asked politely, trying to start up a conversation which was just what I wanted as well. I wanted to get to know the male a little bit more and it seems he wants to do the same about me.

So, I put up a heartwarming smile and decided to indulge myself more in his plan.

The blonde male beside me seems like a pretty nice guy. There weren't any red alerts going off in my head about him. Not once has his eyes linger down at my body. Never had he asked me anything explicit or personal. Never have I ever caught any concerning glints in his eyes. No.

He sat there, beside me with a very boyish grin on his tan face, his blue eyes in which I adored so much stared back into mine. Never did he falter or waver. His gaze and overall aura were warm and inviting. So which is why I settled on continuing the friendly conversation he started. Overall, he looked like a good guy. I bit my bottom lip briefly. Well, maybe he is, a nice guy. Paranoid much? Probably.

I had to admit that I was a little paranoid since Kiba just suddenly decided to leave me all alone here during a party I knew nothing about. A party that was filled with many kinds of people. Good and bad.

And all the while I was here, I was afraid I'd bump into someone dangerous. Someone revolting that could ruin my night and make me regret even coming to such a party with Kiba. But Naruto here doesn't seem so bad.

I shot the blonde male a smile and finally, answered his question, letting go of his hand while doing so, "Well yes, it actually is. I'm not really interested in all the house parties, and well parties, in general. I'm just doing this because I was curious. I wanted to see why people think such events were so fun." I announced with a small nervous chuckle. I really hope I didn't sound like I was some sort of nobody. I just wanted him to know the truth.

I eyed Naruto's expression and watched his beautiful tan features brighten up, his lips widening into a full-blown grin. He chuckled, nodding his head in understanding which washed away the doubt and concern I felt within. I sighed in relief at that. Phew.

He nodded to my response, shrugging his shoulders, "Well yeah, I totally get it, Hinata. Parties aren't for everyone. But they can also help you get away from the stress of the world, ya know. That's why I come to these types of events anyway. To get away from it all." He spoke and looked up when the bartender finally slipped his drink over to him. In response, Naruto reached back into his back pocket to grab ahold of his wallet. He sent a faint smile to the older male and opened it, grabbing out a one hundred bill and placing it down on the table before us, in a position so the bearded male could reach it.

He then nodded at him, "Keep them coming, good sir." He said joyously which made the male let out a gruff laugh. He took the money with no problem and soon left to pour another glass of alcohol.

With the small cup, Naruto grabbed it and I watched as he chugged all the contents back without hesitation, allowing the buzzing tequila to slip down his throat in one swallow. He sighed as it all went down and with that placed the cup back onto the bar, a giggle passing my lips at such an amusing sight. I don't know why, but I found it funny when someone chugs their drink like that... I just never understand why. Shouldn't one cherish their drink instead of chugging it down? They spent hard-working money on such a drink after all. And besides, one would only desire for another and as a result, have to pay for it. So why not savor it? I hummed to myself. I guess I will never know.

Soon, he was given another drink and our conversation resumed, our boundaries slowly falling away. We both began to get to know one another, asking questions like what we favored in life, what schools we attended, and also if we were single.

I learned that Naruto was surprisingly single. He said he hasn't dated anyone in years and he only settled on putting all of his energy towards his job. He was giving me very interesting information and so I gave some pretty fascinating facts about myself in return. And so lastly, we made it to the question about our age. How old we were.

Now that question, I was a little worried to tell Naruto about. He looked a little older than I was and I, technically, shouldn't be here at this party. I was definitely underage. But I only came here because Kiba wanted to. He said he knew people that could get us into this particular party without detection and so…

Here we are.

And here I am...

I had a serious urge to roll my eyes on such a memory but I instead turned to the male, eyeing him as he steadily got through his third glass of tequila. And as a result, he began to feel the effects of such a drink.

He let out a long gasp and he even winced as he felt the strong drink slide down his throat, burning it all the way. His hand gripped his glass but I noticed that he was shaking, his body shuddering. He lowered his now empty glass back down to the table and hummed, turning his attention back to me.

I tilted my head when I caught the male squint his blue eyes at me, "Wh-What is it?" I asked, a little curious as to why he was staring at me so hard. I found his behavior a little weird.

He chuckled at my question but waved me off, reassuring me, "I just want to know, how old do you think I am? I'm dying to know what you think." He asked curiously with a wiggle of his eyebrows, giving me the chance to find out his age first. And so, I immediately went to work in trying to figure that very question out, my eyes staring at the male closely, taking in every piece of him. Hmm, how old are you, Naruto?

From the clues he's given me, I know that he is definitely older than me. He can drink alcohol which means he's out of his teenage years. He spoke about the real world and how stressful it is which makes me think of jobs, working hard, labor. So maybe.

I hummed, tapping my chin in thought. Maybe 20? Or 21?

Naruto didn't look old at all. There were absolutely no wrinkles spotted on his face. No moles or acne. His voice was deep but crisp and clear. It was vibrant and healthy. He was definitely a man in his early 20s, fresh out of high school and now thrown into the real world to work and live how he wanted. So, I'll go with 20. Or maybe 21.

I nodded at that, snapping my fingers once I officially made up my mind, "Okay um, are you, twenty?" I asked with little doubt in my voice. I was very confident with my answer. But my confidence flew out the window when the blonde male shook his head slowly to my answer.

"Nope. You're so close! Just a little higher." He encouraged me and instantly, my mind went back to my second answer. 21. I'll try that next.

So, I smiled, going with that number next, "Well, if you're not twenty. Then are you twenty-one?" I replied back again and this time, I found myself loving Naruto's reaction.

He grinned once more, showing his pearly white teeth in the process, "Bingo, Hinata! Wow, that was pretty quick, ya know. It seems you're pretty observant. Very nice quality to have." He complimented me with a playful wink which subconsciously pulled a blush on my cheeks. Naruto laughed at that but he turned around in his seat to face me directly, "But now, I think it's my turn to guess your age. Hah, it seems you're on the hot seat now, hun." He said happily and cleared his throat, my body subconsciously tensing up. Uh oh. Here goes.

I bit my lip as he just thought deeply about the question, his eyes trailing my features, my choice of clothing, and my sparkly apple juice. He snickered once more at the sight of the drink I chose. He gave his tongue a click in thought, "Heh, you gotta be, uh, eightee-"

I shook my head before he could even finish, a frown coming upon his face, "No, ah well then. How about seventeen?"

I shook my head again, a small smile coming on my face as he went silent again, just thinking a bit more. He hummed as he tried his hardest to guess my age, eyeing me once more which actually, made my heart flutter. His blue eyes were so electrifying I felt myself becoming a little hot. The loud music that played all around us sounds very distant as we just focused on the other one, a soft hum of intense thinking coming from the young male's mouth.

But he suddenly gasped and snapped his fingers, finally coming up with a suitable answer, "Ah yes! I think I have it. Are you sixteen, Hinata?" He asked with a shrug which made my cheeks very hot, a red blush coming right back over them.

He immediately let out a laugh and he cheered, taking my flustered state as a yes to his answer, "Wow, sixteen. You're a young little thing, huh. No worries. If it makes you feel better, I was a complete rebel in my teenage years. I learned so much during those precious times. So I see nothing wrong with attending parties like this so young. Teenagers seek for thrills. They seek to try new things out of their comfort zone. But doing that, you learn." He smirked, "You learn in the future what to do and what not to do." He finished with a nod which truly pulled at my interest strings, the blush on my cheeks slowly disappearing into nothing. Wow, I never thought about it that way.

He smirked at the sight of the awe on my face but went to grab another glass of tequila which the bartender poured and set for him just a while ago, his hand wrapping around the cup and throwing the contents into his mouth without any hesitation.

He groaned, but placed his fourth glass down onto the table, turning to me with a shrug, his head nodding towards my choice of drink, "So that explains the apple juice. Heh, cute." He spoke with a husky chuckle, his body slowly becoming a bit wobbly. I gasped at that, looking down at the many drinks he took which was lined up in a row on the bar stand.

So he can only take four to five shots of tequila before getting intoxicated. I spared the man a glance and eyed how tall he was. He seemed to be much taller than my puny 5'3, even while sitting down. He also seemed to weigh a bit as well given all the muscles that were hiding underneath his shirt. Wow, tequila must be a strong drink.

I kept that in mind, something inside of me telling me to do so. I was about to ask Naruto about it when he turned towards me with a small smile rooted on his whiskered face, his eyes hooded a bit.

He leaned into my space and grinned, a goofy grin, "Hinata, would you mind if I get ahold of your number? You're just so beautiful to me and very, very smart. I want to get to know you better, ya know?" He spoke with a giggle in the middle of his words, my eyes widening. Um, he's acting very strange.

I knew it was only from the drinks he took in but still, he seemed a little out of it now after all the drinks he's consumed. Should I be worried? I bit my lip but I gasped when I remembered what he previously asked. He wanted my number.

But, I didn't see anything wrong with such a request. It would actually be nice to have an older individual by my side to hang out with every now and then. This male could teach me important things, things about the real world, on a friendly level. I'm not very close to my father or my older cousin, Neji, so it would be nice to have Naruto there as my friendly guide.

So I put up a smile which made him gasp. I then nodded in approval, "Yes, of course." I spoke enthusiastically and watched as he immediately pulled out his phone which was covered in a large black case, his thumbs sloppily tapping at the screen.

He hissed, "Damn it." He whispered as I waited in slight concern, eyeing as he finally cracked open his phone after many failed attempts and went directly into the call app, soon turning to me with a nervous smile on his face.

"Sorry." He gave his forehead a smack, "It's the tequila." He informed me before shifting over so I could grab his phone from his hands. I smiled as he did so, my hands moving over to politely grab it from him. The phone was mega large in my hands but I tried my best to work with it. Now with the dial pad on display, I quickly dialed in my number. I also saved it for him, giving my number my name.

Hinata. ;)

I smiled at the sight of my profile, my eyes trailing back over to double-check my number. All looks good. But just as I was about to give the phone back to Naruto, a hand suddenly landed on my shoulder from behind, my body jumping from the sudden action.

"Hinata, it's time to go now."

A familiar voice spoke which I knew, all too well and I couldn't help but groan in annoyance. Damn. It's Kiba.

In my eyes, it was a little unfair how he could just leave and come when he wants to. And when he does come back to see me, he's ordering for me to drop everything and do as he says. What gives him the right? I clicked my tongue, rolling my eyes. No, thank you.

So, to give Kiba a taste of his own medicine, I ignored him and instead gave Naruto back his phone which he gladly accepted. But he also spared the brown-haired male behind me a glance. Naruto sent Kiab a kind smile, turning around in his stool to offer him a hand. But he didn't receive the same kindness that I first gave. Kiba sent a look of disgust at Naruto.

But Naruto was too nice to respond to it. He simply reached his hand out more, moving it so Kiba could really see it, "Hiya, sir. I'm sorry to keep Hinata away for so long. She's just so nice to talk to." He complimented which brought a wide smile to my cheeks, my dark blue hair falling down my shoulders.

Kiba rolled his eyes at Naruto's words and rudely denied his handshake and instead, tapped me again. He nodded more aggressively, "Come on. The party's just about over." He spoke impatiently which made me groan in annoyance, my body reluctantly moving off of the stool I was comfortably sitting on.

I turned to Kiba and shook my head, wrinkling up my nose, "Why are you being so rude? I'm going." I groaned out on which the malen only smacked his lips, his brown eyes shooting over to the handsome blonde beside me who was looking away from us, giving us our privacy.

I watched as he rolled his brown, slitted eyes at him, my eyes widening upon the petty gesture, "Whatever. I'll be in the car." He spat and with that, left which was the very last straw for me. I began to grow very furious with Kiba. What the hell is his problem? Why is he being so rude?

I wonder why he's acting this way. Maybe he's gotten rejected by a girl. Or, is it something else? I hummed in thought upon that, quickly sparing Naruto a glance. I gasped. Is he perhaps jealous?

He really shouldn't be. It's not like Naruto and I are together or anything. I honestly have no interest in dating right now anyway. I tell Kiba that all the time so he should know I'm not at all that type of girl. He should be more understanding.

I sighed as I watched my angry, brown-haired friend leave the scene in an angry fit, my lavender eyes eyeing the place around us which held many people who began to up and leave. The music had long shut off which left a room full of talking to break through from the leftover people inside the grand house. Red cups, trash, and half-eaten food were found lying everywhere. On the couches and on the floor leaving the place completely messy. So it is true. The party is really over. That surprised me very much. Naruto and I have really been talking for that long? I found myself smiling at that. Wow, I actually met someone very nice, at a party. I felt very good about that.

I smiled wider at my thoughts but caught sight of movement in the corner of my eye which pulled me away from my reverie. I slowly looked over and saw Naruto rising up from his seat, his entire outfit on display now.

He only wore a white V neck with a brown, fluffy leather coat which he was pulling on now, blue jeans on for his bottoms, and black tennis for his feet.

He left his empty glass cups on the bar for the bartender to clean and he then turned to me, smiling brightly, "Hey, let me walk you out." He offered and I nodded, liking that he did. But before I left, I grabbed my small white handbag from my chair and smiled, now ready.

"Alright.."

Everyone left the huge house the way they came inside, Naruto following me out the whole way, a little wobble to his step. Laughter and chatter filled the air as we all entered into the cool night, our breaths visible.

Naruto let out a long sigh and turned towards me, a smile instantly coming upon his lips, "Well, I guess this is where we say our goodbyes. It was really a pleasure meeting you, Hinata." He said happily, a positive smile present on his tan, whiskered face which brightened my world completely. His smile was heartwarming and I could feel my heartbeat escalate within my chest.

I blushed, looking away, "W-W-Well, you have my number now. So it doesn't mean we can't meet up some other time, right?" I asked hesitantly, using my hands to nervously play with them. I didn't want to sound needy or even greedy for his attention but, I really wanted to see him again.

Surprisingly, he let out a chuckle and waved me off, reassuringly, "Of course, of course. Who knows, our relationship could be something more." He responded back and moved over, patting my midnight blue head gently. I smiled at his gesture, the blush on my cheeks darkening. My body grew heated as well, responding positively to his touch. Oh, my kami!

The blonde-haired man chuckled at the sight of my flustered look and nodded, giving the top of my head one last pat, "Alright, Hinata. You take care now." He said warmly and even winked at me, my hand moving up to wave at him.

He smiled and removed his hand from my head, my eyes watching as he turned and left, not without throwing his hand up one last time to wave back at me, bringing a smile to my lips.

Wow, this night was actually very, very.. nice.

After seeing Naruto off, I slowly walked to Kiba's car which was parked in one single park in the middle of the big parking lot, which the home had. Some cars were already driving off, leaving only a few people left.

With a sigh, I walked up to Kiba's car and knocked on the window, my eyes spotting him deep into his phone, not at all paying attention to me. But my knocking eventually did the trick, he slowly dragged his eyes off of his device and onto me. He let out a heavy sigh and unlocked the door for me, my eyes narrowing upon his behavior. Kami, what's his deal? He wasn't acting like this when we first came to this party. He was actually happy.

Kiba's personality is very outgoing and bright. He tends to crack up jokes which always makes me laugh. He always knew how to brighten up my day. So this side of him was quite new to me. But, I decided not to worry about it. It's been a long night and now, I'm just ready to go home and cuddle within the sheets on my bed. I have absolutely no energy left.

I yawned softly and grabbed the car door, opening it and falling down in the passenger seat beside my brown-haired friend, his eyes moving to look at his phone again, "Jeez, about time." I heard him grumble underneath his breath which made me glare at him, but I didn't say anything. I simply closed the door and pulled my seatbelt on, placing my handbag onto my lap.

Once I was all set for the road, I looked over at him to see him still on his phone. I rolled my eyes at that, not liking his immaturity. He really needs to grow up, or at least tell me what's bothering him. This new him was really starting to piss me off and I hardly ever get to that point.

I was a very kind person. Very patient too. But there are times, situations like this one that tend to send me into overdrive. My patience can run out. I crossed my arms in annoyance, my foot steadily tapping at the floor. I eyed the time and sighed, even more, when I saw how late it was.

11:55 PM. It read.

It's absolutely too late for this.

I turned to him with a scowl on my pale face, clearly irritated by his childish ways, "Kiba, aren't we going to leave? We really don't have all night. You know how my father gets. He doesn't like when I'm out so late." I informed, beating around the bush. I wasn't truly saying what I wanted to say. Because what I really wanted to do was call him out on his toxic behavior. It was really starting to irk me. But, I didn't want to argue. Not with a close friend that has to take me home. He's the only ride I have.

Kiba side-eyed me and then finally placed his phone away, turning to give me his full attention. He snorted, "Well last time I checked, little miss Hinata doesn't talk to strangers." He spat, finally voicing what was bothering him. And that actually made me laugh.

I giggled at his comment and simply waved him off, not taking him seriously at all, "Well Kiba, last time I checked, a friend doesn't leave their own friend alone with strangers. What was I to do anyway? Sit all alone by myself the entire night? I saw a nice guy and I had a peaceful conversation with him. Nothing more." I spoke, putting a little sass into my speaking. Kiba was really rubbing me the wrong way and I didn't like it.

At the sound of my words, a smack of his lips was heard but he moved forward in his seat. He shoved his keys out of his pockets and rammed one of them in the keyhole the car possessed, starting the car up with a loud hum, bringing a relieved smile on my face. Oh, thank goodness.

But he officially left, then turned to me, shaking his head, "Listen Hinata. The people that go to those parties, Hinata, are not people you need to play buddies with. So whatever, thing, you and that guy had going on. You should squash it before something terrible happens." He warned cautiously with narrowed brown eyes, his bushy brown hair falling over them a bit.

I sighed at his words, not at all liking them. Of course, I had such thoughts in the back of my head but as I always tell myself, I shouldn't look at the negative side of things. And neither should Kiba.

So, I simply shrugged my shoulders at him, his face scrunching up at that, "I know that, Kiba. Why do you even care anyway? Just..." I breathed in deeply, letting it out to calm myself, "take me home, please.." I whispered out with both eyes closed, using this as a way to not punch the living hell out of him. His ways were almost bratty and a little crazy. A scoff left my lips. Weirdo. If I knew Kiba had such a controlling side to himself, I would have never become friends with him in the first place.

I watched as Kiba let out a low curse at my previous words and with that, put the car in reverse to back up out of his park, soon moving to redirect himself to our left, where the exit was located, "Whatever. You do what you want." He grumbled out and slowly drove out of the parking lot, soon getting on the road altogether.

I hummed in delight at that and turned towards my window, deciding not to pay any attention to him. The whole car ride was just, like, that. Silent. It didn't take long for Kiba to drive up to a modern white house which was a two-story home, the darkness of the night luminating it making it look very dark.

Kiba nodded towards the house outside, holding the steering wheel firmly, "Alright. We're at your place now. But can we please, talk about tonight? I know it didn't go well for both of us and I'm sorry. I have to admit that, yes, I was a little jealous. That man looked nice and I-I didn't want him to take my place as your friend." He spoke out in complete honesty which grabbed my attention, one eyebrow quirking up. Oh, now, he wants to tell the truth. Why can't he just make up his mind?

All of this drama were things we should've left back at the party. Like I said before, it's toxic and I don't want anything to do with it. Maybe he's right. Maybe Naruto will take his place.

So, I turned to him and shot him a glare, using my hands to open the door, "You should've thought about that before leaving me all alone back at the party and then act like a major asshole to me. I saw you back there, Kiba. You were talking to a bunch of girls. And I talk to one guy and you're mad? That's unacceptable, Kiba!" I yelled out in pure anger, extremely hating this one-sided situation. I found it so dumb. So new. I didn't like it at all.

Kiba gasped at my words and went to try to correct himself, shaking his head, "N-N-No, I didn't mean th-" But I shook my head, unlocking my seatbelt and soon stepping out into the cool night, my legs suffering from the freezing air first.

I shuddered but kept my glare fixated on him, still angry to the max, "No. I'm done. It seems you're trying to hold me back. So no, no more, Kiba."

And with that, I shut the door and turned my back on him, blocking out his constant yells and screams. Numerous times, he yelled for me to come back, so he could explain his case, but I do not want to do such a thing. He's shown me his real self and what I saw is something I do not want any part of. I will not give Kiba another chance to stab me in the back.

I sighed, clutching my purse tightly to my chest. Kami, I need a new friend.

-Time Skip-

3 Weeks Later

Three weeks have passed since the major incident; the incident that occurred at the party I was invited to.

The summer days were super hot which forced me to stay inside, my house actually nice, and quite peaceful. It was only me and my sister here since my father was away at work most of the time. He was a hard worker after all. My friendship with Kiba has officially ended. I rarely talk to him anymore but Naruto, on the other hand, is a very different story.

I bit down on my huge smile as I eyed the funny and cute texts that Naruto sent me, my fingers moving to type back.

Naruto- Wait, wait. Your favorite animal is a bunny? Get out of here!"

I laughed at such a funny response from my older friend, my body lying on my stomach in the middle of my bed. All was quiet in the house, my little sister, Hanabi lying fast asleep in the room next to mine. Naruto and I have been carrying on a conversation for almost a whole hour now. It was so fun talking with him.

Every day, I would learn something else new about him. I felt like I was beginning to know him more and more. It honestly felt very good. I'm making a new friend. It was the best feeling in the world. I smiled and quickly wrote Naruto back, defending myself in our conversation.

Me- Whaaat? Bunnies are adorable! Take that back!

After my little joke was all said and done, I read over it and then sent it, watching as the text came up on my phone's screen with a white bubble wrapped around it. I waited for a bit afterward. But I didn't have to wait for long because I saw a little icon below my text which said read. Afterward, I saw three bubbles on Naruto's side of the conversation meaning Naruto had read my text and was now responding to it.

I hummed in joy at that, my excited lavender eyes steadily watching as the three bubbles bounced around. Soon after, three texts were sent to me from Naruto which made my heart skip several beats. Such a sight was wondrous. Oh yes!

My heart was pounding within my chest as I quickly read Naruto's three responses. But when I did, my whole face turned red.

Naruto- Fine. Fine. I gotta admit, bunnies are pretty adorable.

Naruto- But not as adorable as you.

My eyes widen once I read through all of Naruto's responses. They were pretty cheesy but secretly found myself really taking a liking to the compliment Naruto gave me. I grinned widely, like a stupid idiot in response, my legs kicking behind me from where I lied comfortably. Woah, Naruto thinks, I'm adorable?

I bit my down on my grin and quickly texted Naruto back, the room around me mighty quiet. A small tip-tap sound erupted from my phone as I typed specific keys on the keyboard below to help type my response, my body covered in a lavender tank top with black shorts. Typical house wear.

Me- Aww, thank you so much! You look pretty nice yourself, handsome.

I was a little shy to send that last response to Naruto, my thumb hovering over the send button nervously. Not going to lie, Naruto was a really good-looking guy and every time he would shoot me a text, I would catch myself thinking, how did I manage to get such a guy to talk to me. It was incredible but, I loved it. I was grateful for it.

I bit my lip. Is it bad that I want to see Naruto again?

I turned my head but not without quickly sending the messages, my lavender eyes spotting my alarm clock which rested on a nightstand by my bed, my eyes quickly catching the time.

4:11. PM. It read.

Luckily, it isn't late. I have time to set up a little meet-up with Naruto. Maybe. But the only problem is Father isn't here which means Hanabi will be here all by herself if I would leave. She's too young to stay in the house, all by herself. She's only eleven. I can't do that to her. I frowned at my thoughts. And just like that, my plan flew straight out of the window. It's not going to work anyway.

Unless…

A sudden mischievous thought shot into my brain, one where could work for my plan. Hanabi's sound asleep right now. Maybe if I hurry, I could meet up with Naruto, hang out with him and then come back home to be here for her. I smiled at that, nodding at my newfound plan. Yeah, that could work. I hope it does anyway.

So with that, I turned back to my phone and quickly informed Naruto of my plans, also taking note that he was texting back. I typed away at my message first but he, ended up sending his first.

Naruto- Aww! Thank you! You're so sweet!

I smiled at the other compliment he shot my way and quickly added something into my response, soon sending it as well, changing the subject a bit. I haven't seen him face to face in weeks and I really wanted to just, hang out. He was a very friendly guy, after all. It wouldn't hurt to have a little fun with him, to strengthen our bond and all.

I smiled at that and waited until he read my response, my eyes scanning over it once more.

Me- Oh you're welcome, Naruto.

Me- I just, been thinking lately. We haven't seen each other in a while and so I was thinking maybe we could do something. Maybe we can have dinner together.

Me- But of course, we don't have to if you don't want. If you're busy, we can reschedule or we don't have to do it at all.

I was a tad bit worried, waiting for his response. I didn't want him to turn me down. I didn't want to seem like I was rushing things but, I just can't deny my feelings. I really want to see him again. But soon enough, three bubbles came up, and soon, a text from Naruto. A very pleasant text indeed.

Naruto- Why of course! I would love to hang out with you, Hinata! I wanted the same thing but I just didn't want you to get the wrong impression of me. I didn't want to seem clingy, ya know. I want our relationship to run smoothly.

Naruto- I don't want to rush things.

I read Naruto's texts and immediately agreed, my mind automatically returning to my earlier thoughts. It's so crazy how we think the same way. That reassures me, a lot. Naruto didn't seem too different from me which made me even more comfortable with him.

I nodded, looking back down at my phone. I hummed for a bit as I just stared at the blank messaging screen, my legs steadily kicking back and forth behind me. Hmm. What should I say next? I skimmed my brain for an answer to my question but gasped once I found it, my hands moving to type something back.

Me- So, what time do you want to meet up? Unfortunately, I can't drive so I'll need a bit of help.

I was a little afraid to tell Naruto that I couldn't drive. Once again, I am revealing that I am much younger than he is. Driving has been very difficult because I have to learn all by myself. And that has been a serious doozy. It was very unfortunate. But Naruto came back and quickly carried on the conversation, responding to the important question I asked right away.

Naruto- Aw, it's okay. I can just swing by your place and pick you up. If that's okay with you. Maybe we can talk over dinner. My treat.

I couldn't help the giddy, stupid smile that appeared on my face, my heart pounding even more rapidly in my chest. My whole world warmed up and excitement filled my being upon Naruto's positive response. Oh, my kami! My hot older friend will take me out for dinner! I was so looking forward to it.

Quickly, I hopped up from my bed, not without taking my eyes away from my phone, my fingers tapping at the keyboard on my device again.

Me- Oh yes! I'm so happy. What time do you think you're coming? In an hour? Or maybe two?

Naruto quickly replied back, right after, letting me know the full plan.

Naruto- Two hours from now is fine. I'm really looking forward to this. I guess I'll see you then, Hinata.

Me- Aww, me too. I'll be waiting for you.

Naruto- Alrighty. See ya.

Me- Bye.

I reluctantly ended the conversation and sighed, one of my hands chucking my phone onto my fluffy bed, watching as it bounced a bit on impact. I smiled but then turned to my closet which was a few feet away from me and hummed, my eyes staring at it in thought. Hmm, what should I wear?

I didn't know whether I should wear a fancy outfit or an outfit that is more casual. I tapped my chin lightly. Is this considered a date or just something friendly?

I couldn't help but blush by my heated thoughts, but I shook my head. No, I shouldn't rush things. This is just a little meetup, to get to know each other better on a friendlier scale. How could I think that? I sighed and mentally face palmed myself. I really need to start getting ready.

So with that thought in mind, I went over to my closet and opened it to hopefully find something fitting to wear today.

-A Few Minutes Later-

I hummed a sweet little tune to myself as I steadily braided my long midnight blue hair into a cute french braid, my fingers weaving my hair in a specific pattern to make the braid I wanted. My attire was simple yet nice.

I wore an off-the-shoulder white long sleeve shirt with black jeans which hugged my hips snuggly, white sandals on my feet to match. My little white purse was held on my dresser which was located in front of me, a large mirror propped up before me so I could see my appearance.

Quickly, I finished up my hair, propping the long braid over my shoulder. I smiled as I looked at my appearance in the mirror. I was very satisfied with what I saw. I think I'm all ready now.

An hour and a half have already passed. Because of course, I had to do a lot to get myself ready. I took a shower which only took ten minutes. But afterward, I had to decide what to wear which took the longest. I was so torn between outfits. But I believe the outfit I have picked is perfect for tonight. Next, I started and finished my makeup. I decided to go for a natural look with a soft pink to work as the main color. And to finish my overall look, I worked my hair into a professional french braid, my midnight blue bangs framing my forehead beautifully. Now, I am all set.

I gave my room a quick look around, just noticing how neat and tidy everything was. My bed was made. My clothes were hung up. My TV was shut off. Everything was placed to my liking which officially gave me a chance to leave.

I nodded and with that, I grabbed my purse and left my room, not without cutting the lights off, leaving my room completely dark. I exited the room and closed the door, making sure I was quiet as I did so. I also made sure I write a note to Hanabi, so when she wakes up from her nap, she'll at least know where I am. Which is with a close friend in town.

I told her where to find all the food and even the meal I made yesterday, which was a simple dish of spicy tuna casserole, stashed inside the fridge downstairs. It was a meal she fancies very much. I also wrote in the letter that I'll be sure to lock all doors and close all blinds so she can feel safe inside, since she was alone. Everything was all set for her. I hope I do not stay away from her for so long.

On the top floor, I took the stairs to get to the bottom of the house, the first-floor extra dark since no one was occupying its space. Only a little bit of light can be seen shining through the open curtains in the living room. But other than that, everywhere else was dark. So, I kept it that way, soon moving over to the curtains to close them for Hanabi. I sighed as I made my way forward, entering into the living room to also wait for a text from Naruto.

I can't wait to see him.

Naruto's P.O.V

I ran through my two-story house in a hurry, cleaning everything and anything I saw before I left my house. It was a bit dirty and I don't want to leave it that way. I was already ready for my meet-up with Hinata which I was so happy for. I couldn't wait to see her again.

She was so nice and I really wanted someone so positive such as she, in my life. I know it'll only stir me in the right direction. Even though she was younger than me, we could still become friends. That isn't a crime right?

The last thing I want to do is cause harm to her. I actually want her safe. I want the best for her. In the weeks that's gone by I have done nothing but talk to Hinata. I chatted over the phone with her, laughed, and had a great time but as a result, it has summoned up positive feelings inside of me for her. I care very deeply for her. And now, I am going to see her and I couldn't contain my excitement.

I smiled large and wide to myself before but I quickly threw my dirty clothes into my bedroom closet which were previously lying carelessly on my bedroom floor. Yeah, I'm gonna erase such a sight from my head. I gotta admit that I was sort of a slob but working long hours each day at a stressful job can really give you such a trait. I am always tired. I am always working. So some things may lack. Like cleaning. So I took the rest of the time I have at home to do so, right before I leave to pick up my lovely friend.

It took seven to ten minutes to have my entire room clean. I fixed it and made up my bed. I threw my clothes into my laundry basket that was located in my closet, putting it away from sight. I vacuumed the carpet to clean it. Once I was done cleaning everything, I took a look around and just grinned at the sight around me. Everything looks so perfect. Hmm, nice.

I nodded but a low beep cut my thoughts short, my light blue eyes straying down to my dress pants pocket. My phone was lightened up from where it laid snuggled in my pocket, my wallet and keys were kept inside as well. Such a sound brought another happy grin to my lips and I quickly reached in to fetch my phone, spotting another text from Hinata on the lightened drive. My heart leaped for joy and I read it in a hurry.

Hinata- Oh and my address is this: 54 Robin Lane.

I nodded slowly as I read the message, keeping that in mind. The street name, Robin Lane, didn't quite ring a bell but, I'm sure I can find it. I nodded to myself, saving such information within my brain. But I didn't forget to text back. Okay, got it, should suffice. So left the message at that. Afterward, I put away my phone, moving over to check myself in the long mirror I had placed up in my room.

I clicked my tongue a bit as I spotted how disheveled my blonde, spiky hair looked, my hand moving up to fix it. I ran all five of my fingers through my hair and watched as it laid back into place, my blue eyes also taking in my black T-shirt, my hands moving down to pull my denim blue jacket on my broad shoulders correctly, white converses on my feet to complete my look. I nodded once more at that, liking my final result.

It looks like I'm all set.

Hinata's P.O.V

Minutes passed as I waited patiently for Naruto to arrive on my front lawn, my body sitting comfortably on a long white swing that was positioned on my house's deck. Securely, I gripped my phone and purse, keeping my belongings in my lap.

Not too long ago Naruto sent me a text that he was on his way so I decided to wait outside for him. The weather actually wasn't very hot today. Instead, it felt nice and warm. Just the way, I liked it. And besides, I didn't want to wake up Hanabi. So, I decided it'll be better if I wait outside.

It took a couple of minutes of waiting. Maybe even more than that but after some time, I finally spotted a black mustang ride up slowly by my house, my body jumping up immediately at the sight of it.

I waved my hands like an idiot to get the male's attention, my lavender eyes spotting the window roll down by my action. Naruto sat inside the car with a grin, his blue shifting over to take a look at my house, "Wow. So this is where you live. Your house is nice, beautiful!" He yelled out loudly from where he was now parked in front of my home, my feet pushing me forward closer to his car.

Pleasant goosebumps trailed up my arms and even my legs as I spotted his sexy self stare back at me, my lavender eyes spotting, everything. His shiny, tan skin looked very smooth to the touch. His beautiful light blue eyes glowed and sparkled in the sun. I was totally fangirling. He looks so dreamy! Oh, my kami!

I even spotted his clothing which looked very nice on him. My breathing started to fail me and I began to visibly breathe, in and out. Kami, he's, really, something. But, I managed to hold it together until I walked up to Naruto's car, listening to him unlock the passenger door.

I smiled at that, opening the door and soon, hopping inside. He smiled brightly at me, his eyes trailing my form. His eyes widened briefly by my outfit choice, "Oh wow. You look very beautiful, Hinata. How about me?" He asked in a very playful tone, his body turning in his seat so I could see him better. Part of me wanted to tell him the truth, that he looked sexy as hell but I felt that was a bit too strong. So, I tried a different approach.

My smile brightened, nodding in approval. "Oh, you look nice too. Maybe a little better than me." I informed him amusingly which made him pout, his body moving so he could start his car up again.

"Oh don't say that. That's definitely not true. You don't have to lie, Hinata." He groaned which made me giggle. He laughed as well. But suddenly, I watched as the blonde male turned his attention to the empty driveway, his laughing coming to an end. He gave his head a tilt to express the confusion he felt.

He looked back at me and raised an eyebrow, "Your father isn't here? Does he know you're going with me?" He bit his lip, a frown now present on his face, "I don't want to cause any trouble, Hinata. If he doesn't know about our plans then, we have to cancel. I don't want to go behind his back and take you away from his home, ya know." He announced worriedly, his blonde eyebrows furrowed. Concern was written all over the blonde male's face as he held the steering wheel with one hand, refusing to go until I answered his question. I let out a sigh, my fingers rising to fiddle with the other nervously.

During the three weeks that's passed, Naruto and I have grown very close. We learned a lot about each other and so I told him about my father and how protective he is over me. I gritted my teeth at that. Oh no, why did I tell Naruto such a thing? I'm such an idiot..

Naruto was too caring and responsible to do such a thing like this. To go behind my father's back and take me out for dinner. He'll never let me go if he knows the truth. So, the best option is, lie.

So, I turned my head to him and smiled reassuringly, his eyebrows raised a bit at that, "Yes, my father knows about this, Naruto. I shot him a quick text before I left explaining the plans we've made. He approved, so everything is fine.." I lied on which Naruto nodded slowly, a small smile creeping on his lips.

He turned in his seat and then began to drive forward. He gave the steering wheel a slow turn to go back the way he came, the vehicle turning around, "Alright then. Here we goo!" He responded playfully which made me giggle, but a little part of me felt guilty for lying, an unsettling feeling arising inside of me. I bit my lip, looking out my window in worry, my lavender eyes watching as my home slowly disappeared from view.

Did I make a mistake here?

It took some time, but Naruto and I finally debated what restaurant we'll have dinner from. Since there were so many restaurants in our city, it was a little hard to choose from but we did it. Naruto slowly pulled up to a restaurant which was called Mighty Mike. It was a large restaurant that held a bar and cushion chairs to sit down on the inside.

Earlier, I looked the place up on my phone and spotted that their menu holds all kinds of food of all varieties. Seafood. Noodles. Steak. Chicken. Dumplings. Mighty Mike's had it all which was such a relief. This means Naruo and I have a whole lot of options to choose from.

Naruto looked back and forth through the car window, his pretty blue eyes slowly trying to find a spot to park in the large parking lot. But the place was totally packed with people.

Naruto frowned at that, his eyes skimming left to right. He clicked his tongue, "Aw man. " I heard him grumble which brought a frown to my own face.

I turned towards my own window and tried to help out find a parking spot as well, my eyes skimming the crowd of cars slowly. It took a minute for us to park in one, but we eventually were able to find a park that was empty. But now, looking back at the restaurant we noticed it was a little far away from the entrance of the building.

Naruto sighed at that, taking his keys from the ignition. He turned to me with a pout and crossed his arms over his broad chest, clearly disappointed, "I'm sorry we couldn't get a close enough park, Hinata. It's just super packed today, ya know." He spoke with a saddened sigh which made my eyes widen. Oh no. He's sad. I found myself truly disliking such an emotion on my friend's face.

I swallowed a bit and looked out the back of the car and spotted the restaurant, a few feet behind us, cars parked everywhere. I shrugged a bit. It's not too bad. It's better than having no park at all. So, I told Naruto that, to reassure him, and it seemed to do the trick.

His goofy grin came back and he nodded, moving out of his seat belt while I, did the same. "Yeah, you're right. Wow, you're very thoughtful. That's a positive way to see the situation. Thanks for that." He spoke, flattering me.

I giggled at that, blushing just a tad, "Aw well. I-It's nothing." I spoke, brushing his compliments off. He's just so nice. Because what he doesn't know is that I lied to be here. Even now, I still felt so guilty about that, no matter how much I tried to forget my misdeed.

I sighed and watched as Naruto finally exited the car with the push of the door, his body moving out of the vehicle. I was just about to do the same when Naruto beat me to it. He rounded the car in a very quick stride to open the door on my side for me, pulling it open.

He lowered the top half of his body, to bow playfully, "There you are, princess." He said with a British accent to get me to laugh and he was successful. I laughed at his playfulness and went to exit the vehicle, one hand of mine fetching my purse and phone. Because my other one fell into the warmth of Naruto's hand, who used such a limb to help me out of the car.

I appreciated the kind gesture greatly, "Thank you, Naruto." I said to the courteous male beside me, now my body standing within the warmth of the day. Naruto sent me a wide, toothy smile, deeply glad that his actions were appreciated by me.

He moved over the open passenger car door behind me. "You're welcome, Hinata. He responded back before nodding his head towards the lively restaurant ahead of us, "Alright. Let's go eat. I'm starving!" He declared happily which made me laugh once more. He laughed as well. And from there, we both walked together through the rays of cars, to get closer, to the grand restaurant.

-A Few Minutes Later-

Finally, after some time of walking, Naruto and I entered the restaurant together, side by side. However, we immediately were hit with chatter. Lots and lots of chatter.

The large bar inside Mighty Mikes was filled with people who were eating, drinking, and watching an ongoing football game. Other people were sitting in booths and at tables and were chatting and eating peacefully with their family, friends, or loved ones. The place looked absolutely perfect for a friendly meetup.

Naruto took it upon himself to get us a table. So, he quickly spoke to the waitress located at the entrance of the restaurant, located directly behind a table which held computers. She asked us how many were going to be seated at a table and Naruto responded that it was only us two eating dinner tonight.

The waitress nodded to his answer and soon led us deeper inside the restaurant, my feet trailing behind Naruto who was following the waitress to the middle of the dimmed restaurant. Soon enough we stopped at a small booth that had a side for Naruto and a side for me.

The young black-haired lady nodded and moved out of the way, eyeing us with a smile, "Your seat sir and ma'am. Settle in. Your waiter will be here any minute." She informed us and we both nodded in relation. Quickly, we slid into the booth that was assigned specially for us.

I sat on the left side while Naruto sat on the right-hand side so we were facing each other. The waitress left down menus for us which revealed a juicy steak in the front, my mouth watering at the sight of it. Naruto chuckled at that, his blue eyes skimming around a bit.

There was silence as we tried to figure out what we wanted to drink and eat. My hands moved the pages to the menu back and forth, eyeing the delicious images on them.

I smiled, "Wow. Everything looks so good." I commented in awe which made Naruto grin, my voice regaining his attention. His eyes remained on me for a while as I just skimmed through the menu, kinda getting an insight of what the restaurant had available.

I finally looked up at Naruto but gasped when I saw that he was already looking at me, his blonde hair falling down, a bit which lay over his eyes.

He sent a faint smile at me, folding his arms across the table, "So, I know you're young and all but I just want to know how you feel if I drink a little tonight? I promise I won't drink much. I just want to take the edge off, ya know?" He asked a little loudly so I could hear him over the chatty people around us. Because the entire restaurant was so packed with people, a lot of noises could be heard going on. The many televisions can be seen littered all over the palace on the ceilings. Doors slammed open and closed due to the waitress entering the kitchen to grab orders for the customers. Family and kids were chatting and laughing. A lot of noise filled our ears but because Naruto raised his voice to a deafening volume, I could hear him very clearly. But what he said made me extremely nervous.

I remembered the last time, back at the party, he drank a few drinks and started to act a little strange. He was a little tipsy and he only drank four glasses. But.. I let out a sigh, biting my lips as I battled with my thoughts. I was trying to figure out a response, of what's best to say.

It is our first meet up and Naruto has said plenty of times that he's a hardworking man. He always used to tell me that drinking would oddly make his days bearable. It's a coping mechanism for him so he can be himself. So who am I to stop him from doing it?

So, I'll let it slide, for now.

So with that, I finally gave Naruto my answer. I nodded slowly, my exposed shoulders shrugging, "It's fine." My eyes trailed off nervously, "But um, I don't really like seeing you drink. I-I mean, I don't like to see anyone, for the matter. You know it's b-bad for you." I responded back honestly, a little unsure on how he would take that. I didn't know this man fully yet so I was still a little on edge.

But he reassured me when he gasped playfully, putting his hand on his chest as if I hurt him, "Hinata, I didn't know you were a little meanie." He spoke amusingly which made me giggle.

He placed his hand down and chuckled as well, "But I'll abide by your wishes. Only today, I'll drink and that's it." He responded reassuringly on which I sighed in relief at that, looking up and sparing him a smile.

"Thank you." I said, showing him my appreciation which earned me an ecstatic smile from Naruto, a small blush coming upon his tan, whiskered cheeks. His eyes looked once again dreamy as he stared down into my own lavender eyes which revealed relief upon hearing his delightful reply to my request. He deeply seemed to be entranced by my look.

But our connection was broken when suddenly our waiter came rushing over with a notepad in hand, light pants of exhaustion. He had brown fluffy hair, a black suit on his being which had Mighty Mike in yellow on the front of it.

He sent a warm smile down at the both of us, "Hi guys. My name's Bill and I'll be your waiter for today. To start out, do either one of you want to try any alcoholic drinks. We added new ones." He spoke amusingly, his voice nice and loud for us to hear.

Quickly, I turned him down and ordered a sweet tea instead which he nodded to, but Naruto on the other hand. He skimmed his eyes through the alcoholic drinks and nodded, tapping the one he wanted with his finger.

He turned towards the male and smiled, "I'll get one of those alcoholic drinks." He only responded on which Bill nodded, a smile on his pale face.

"Alrighty. Which one would you like sir?" He asked and turned Naruto's way to see his menu better. I watched as Naruto ordered a Manhattan, his finger tapping the word of his drink choice on his menu gently, "I'll have that." He ordered and Bill wrote it down on his notepad quickly, nodding in understanding.

"Alrighty. I'll be back with your drinks in no time. While I'm gone, it would be great for you guys to look over the menu if you haven't decided what you want yet." He encouraged us and we stared back at him with a knowing look, kinda already knowing that but to be nice, we responded simply, with a nod.

Naruto smiled. "Alrighty, good sir." He said friendly with a nod and Bill smiled, soon walking off in a hurry.

I smiled as well but turned to Naruto who chuckled, his hand patting his menu gently. "Nice fellow, eh?" He commented, to make small talk which I found amusing. I giggled in response, my facial features lighting up, "Yeah, he actually is." I only spoke and grabbed my large menu and started to look through it again, following Bill's advice. Looking at everything, I had no clue what to order. There were so many delicious options to choose from. I wanted a rib-eye steak, dumplings, and noodles but then I wanted baked chicken. Hmm. I just couldn't decide.

I looked up at Naruto who was clicking his tongue, working himself through the menu slowly, as well as I. I hummed, seeking for my friend's help, "Um, Naruto. I think I need a little help deciding." I spoke gently which managed to grab his attention again, his head lifting so his eyes plastered themselves directly on me instead of his open menu.

He nodded, "Oh yeah, I'm having a difficult time deciding as well, Hinata. There are so many delicious choices to choose from. Mighty Mike's sure didn't make it easy for us, huh?"

I giggled upon his hilarious comment, my mouth pulled into a wide grin, "This restaurant sure didn't. Everything looks so amazing."

Naruto tilted his head, his blue eyes peering over at my own menu, "Well then, let me help you out. So what meal are you exactly in the mood for? What are you craving?" He asked curiously which I pointed to the steak and the baked chicken on my menu, his eyes falling onto the page.

I scrunch my face, a frown taking over my lips, "Well, I can't decide whether to get steak or dumplings, noodles, or baked chicken. All dishes sound so good right about now." I groaned out, a little stuck. But with my constant battle, it brought Naruto amusement.

He laughed and shook his head, simply shrugging, "Hah, wow. Steak sure does sound good. Dumplings and noodles do too. But Hinata, it really doesn't matter what you get. Either way, you'll be satisfied, right?" He declared thoughtfully while moving his hands rapidly above the table, trying to prove a point. But by his ridiculous action, it was my turn to find him amusing.

I giggled for the thousandth time it seemed, waving him off, "Fine, I'll pick steak then." I responded and then moved to my side dishes, picking out mashed potatoes and broccoli to go along with my main dish.

I soon looked up at Naruto who had finally leaped over the difficult picky stage as well and nodded, "Well, I guess I'll just get shrimp fajitas. I'm feeling.. festive." He said with a definite nod, his eyes squinted playfully upon his meal. But his meal choice sounds very good as well. It made me perk up in interest. Mmm, I'm so hungry.

For the rest of the time waiting for Bill to get back, we both got to know each other a bit more. Now, we worked on learning each other's backgrounds and overall personalities. I learned that Naruto's parents passed at a young age and he had to live with his grandpa for some time.

He grew up around his grandpa and soon moved out of the house at the age of eighteen. He now works as a mechanic at a local car joint downtown and makes a decent amount of money. Decent enough to buy a decent home. A two-story home. Two bathrooms and two bedrooms. But of course, he doesn't use the second one as a bedroom but as a room for his clothes and other things he would need to store. He told me that his kitchen and living room is very spacious and he even has a large yard. He seemed happy telling me all the possessions he had in his name which as a result made me happy.

His personality was something I partially took on already. He was a happy-go-lucky person who likes to drink to feel better and that probably has to do with his stressful job and his rocky past. He's a caring person and places people before his own. He's helpful and very thoughtful which is a trait that is very great to have. He's so charming, very romantic and of course, funny! He doesn't even have to try to make me flustered or make me laugh.

And of course, in return, I told him more about myself. I told him that I was still in high school. A junior to be exact but I was on summer break now. I told him I loved to cook, clean, and listen to music. I also told him I liked making new friends and hate to lose any. That made him think of Kiba because he spoke about him. But I simply dropped the subject and moved on.

Kiba and I were rocky at the moment. I didn't like speaking about it and Naruto obeyed my wishes.

Soon, Bill came back and gave us both of our drinks and allowed us to order our main dishes which didn't take too long since we already knew what we wanted. Afterward, he left with our menus and we went back to our juicy conversation, our friendship slowly growing stronger.

My trust in Naruto was slowly building and vice versa. But I can feel that Naruto was still keeping his distance from me. I noticed that he watches what he says. He never says anything inappropriate or swears. I know he was only doing this because I was younger than he was. And that's perfectly fine. I'm really glad he was going that route, it made me comfortable.

I sighed and took a sip of my sweet tea which immediately made my taste buds extremely happy. Ooh, so sweet. I smiled, satisfied with the taste.

I watched Naruto as he tried his drink as well, picking up his glass cup and sipping the contents inside it.

He hissed as the strong drink went down, shaking his head wildly, "Woah! Now that's what you call a drink!" He declared loudly which made me giggle nervously, my lavender eyes eyeing him as he gulped the whole thing down, the strong drink flowing down his throat and into his belly. I gulped at that, getting a little nervous at the sight of his enthusiasm. Hopefully, he doesn't ask for any more drinks...

But my wishes were thrown out of the window when Naruto shot his hand up, spotting Bill not too far from us in the grand restaurant, "Hey Bill!" He shouted and the young man turned around, smiling at Naruto. He made his way over to us quickly and gasped when he spotted Naruto's empty drink.

He chuckled amusingly at such a sight, "Hit the spot didn't it?" He laughed which made Naruto laugh as well. But the blonde nodded, raising his empty glass. "It sure did. May I get another glass of that?" He asked curiously on which Bill nodded, taking his glass from him to go make another Manhattan.

"Sure. But I'm only allowed to give you two glasses. More than that, well, things are not gonna look too good for you." He informed cautiously, nodding his head to add on to his point.

Naruto frowned at that and was just about to answer but I cut him off, answering for him, "That's fine sir. He'll have water afterward." I quickly ordered which Bill nodded, satisfied with my answer.

"Good.." He only spoke and then left, not without grabbing Naruto's empty cup. From there, I watched with a tilted head as Naruto crossed his arms over his chest as if he was a little kid that was just denied candy due to my previous bold actions.

Naruto shot me a playful glare and pouted, "Come on, Hinata. Don't be a party pooper. I know what I'm doing." He declared with a shrug of his shoulders but I shook my head, denying his claims. I did not find them trustworthy. I also didn't find his claims amusing either.

"No Naruto. For your safety and, well mine, I want you to be stable. I thought you said you wouldn't drink much anyway." I asked worriedly, a little concerned with his want to drink so bad. Is he an alcoholic? Naruto sure acts like one. At my words, Naruto sighed and decided to drop the conversation, deciding to drink only two glasses of Manhattan which was music to my ears. I felt much calmer.

Bill soon came back with Naruto's second glass and this time, Naruto savored it. He only sipped at it every now and again. I smiled at the change in his ways and then moved to look at one of the big screen TVs inside of the dimmed place, my lavender eyes watching men try to ride a jumping horse. And every time they would fall off, I would gasp or jump in fright. Naruto would laugh at that.

Soon enough, our food was brought to us, steam erupting from it and entering the air around us. I smiled in joy as Bill and a waitress placed down our food, Naruto's food steaming, a bit more than mine. His dinner was held in a pan along with a long plate of different toppings to make up his fajitas on the side, the employees setting our order in front of us.

Bill smiled and wiped his hands together, nodding approvingly, "Alrighty you two. Is there anything else you'd like before you begin eating?" He asked politely, the other woman leaving to go and help someone else.

Naruto turned to Bill and shook his head, smiling sweetly, No, sir. We're all set." He spoke gently and Bill nodded, walking off to another part of the restaurant, leaving us to enjoy our dinner.

I smiled and quickly got to work on eating, grabbing a few napkins which were stacked up on my side. I grabbed some and placed them beside me, watching as Naruto silently grabbed a handful of napkins as well. At first, everything was silent as we just ate our delicious meal, my hand holding onto a silver knife and a fork.

Slowly, I cut up my steak in squares so it would be easier to eat, my eyes every once and a while peeking at Naruto who was battling with his hot meal, hisses escaping his mouth due to the discomfort he felt due to the temperature of his food.

"Ooh, ouch ouch!" He whined under his breath which made me snicker, my hand soon guiding the medium well-cooked meat into my mouth, groaning at the rich and tender taste it gave me. Mmm, so good.

The dinner that lay before us was absolutely scrumptious, we both moaning in bliss. The chatter that erupted around us was no longer heard as we only focused on filling our empty bellies, Naruto sipping at his drink every once in a while. But even still, I noticed he slowly started to grow more and more different.

He began to giggle and chuckle to himself repeatedly as if he was losing it. I didn't know what was going on. I thought he could handle two alcoholic drinks. My eyes shifted down to the dark brown drink which was in Naruto's glass cup. Maybe it's the kind of drink he's drinking that's making him a bit intoxicated so quickly. I bit my lip. I don't like that at all.

But, I kept quiet and just focused on finishing my meal, my mouth chopping away at my food. I managed to eat all of my potatoes first, soon working on my steak and broccoli. I felt much better now that I had at least something inside of my belly. I felt my body come back to life.

I hummed to myself and with that, I reached out to grab my drink but, when I did, I felt soft fingers that were not mine, caressed it which made me recoil back. I gasped in surprise and looked up at Naruto who was smiling widely at me, his eyes a bit droopy.

He tilted his head as he examined me, his blue eyes trailing my outfit, my body, "Mmm. Did I ever tell you how beautiful you look? How yummy, you look? You.." He laughed, "look like the scrumptious meal I'm eating, sweetheart." He whispered out while licking his lips, his eyes trailing away. A waitress suddenly passed us and suddenly he raised his hand, getting her attention.

She smiled at him and stopped but then looked at his empty glass of Manhattan and smiled. She pointed to it, "Would you like another one of those, sir?" She asked and Naruto nodded right away, grinning slyly. I gasped at that and went out to correct her but Naruto shook his head, sparing me a glance.

He winked, clicking his tongue, "I got it, sweetheart." He said, completely speaking over me which made me pout, my eyes flashing over to the woman who was smiling at Naruto still.

Naruto shot her a smile back, putting up one finger, "One more Manhattan, please. Just, one more." He ordered and she nodded, taking his glass and walking off, leaving me alone with Naruto once more. I stared in shock at him as he went back to eating his meal, happily going about his day, and if nothing just happened. I grumbled at that. I'll drink a few my ass. He's drinking too much!

It seems Naruto's a bit of a lightweight, even though he seems to have a decent-sized weight on him but that seems to not matter. Was the drink he chose too strong but just too good for him to give up? He just keeps drinking it and getting affected by it. I can't have him drunk. I have to get home.

I bit my lip, my body growing very nervous about the difficult situation I'm in, debating whether to just stop dinner here and leave. But neither one of us was done with our meal and Naruto's paying. I can't just leave.

I'm trapped here. Again!

This situation was a little similar to the Kiba situation that one day. I can't drive. I can't leave. I don't have any money to call a cab. I can't do anything but just endure this situation until the very end.

My body tensed up greatly because that was something I did not want to do. Oh, my kami. This is terrible! But my thoughts were interrupted when my lavender eyes spotted the waitress come back with Naruto's drink, which he gladly took.

He nodded, giving her his thanks, "Thank you, good ma'am. You just made my day." He commented romantically which made the woman giggle. She gave him a nod of approval in response.

"You're welcome, sir." She said back and then afterward left, a sigh coming out of my mouth at their encounter. Kami, how much worse can this get?

I watched as Naruto took another sip of his drink and he groaned in bliss, his body twitching a bit, "Yes, this hits the spot." He moaned but I shook my head, patting the table softly which granted his attention. He looked back at me with a grin, his hand putting his drink down on the table.

"What's up, sweetcheeks?" He spoke playfully with a hiccup and I groaned, shaking my head. I totally hated the way he was acting. It made me super uncomfortable.

I glared, "You need to stop, Naruto. You only said you would drink a few of those drinks. Why are you acting this way?" I demanded in a hushed tone, wanting an answer to my questions. Now!

He was acting completely different. That drink is completely twisting his personality and it's scaring me.

At my panicky questions, he simply chuckled, laughing them off. He pulled up his drink and smiled giddily, "I am only drinking a few. Three is my limit. I promise no more, sweet cakes." He said with a lick of his lips and I grimaced, shaking my head once more. Even after his little explanation, I was still highly disturbed.

"Stop, calling me names. Naruto, I think it's best if we leave now. We can carry the rest of our food as leftovers. You need some sleep." I declared in a more stricter tone, my braided hair lying gracefully over my right shoulder. I noticed he seemed to eye it for some time as it swayed by my movement. He was looking at it as if it was hypnotizing him.

But he then recalled my previous words and sighed, nodding, snapping out of his deep trance, "Fine, fine. I'm sorry." He mumbled and looked out into the restaurant, squinting his eyes to find our waiter. I nodded at that and sighed in relief. It took a while but Naruto was able to find Bill and call him over to our booth. He then told him through all of his slurs and hiccups that we needed trays and then the check.

Bill frowned upon us leaving so early but did what was asked of him. I smiled at that and looked down at my plate of food which still held half of the steak left and a whole pile of broccoli, my sweet tea halfway full.

Naruto still had all of his meal there, only a fourth of it gone and inside of his belly. But as we sat and waited for our waiter to come back, I noticed his eyes were rooted on me the whole time, his pointer finger tapping at his drink oddly slow.

Tap...

Tap...

I gulped at the sight of his strange behavior. Oh, my kami.

Naruto tilted his head at me and eyed me up and down again, my eyes catching him licking his lips once more, "Wow. What a beauty, you are." He whispered out lowly and leaned forward to get a closer look at me. My breathing increased immediately at such a sight. What the hell is he doing? This meetup has officially taken a dark turn and now, I was desperately wanting to go home. We both planned this too early. I planned this too early. We aren't ready for this.

I leaned back in my seat and whimpered, now officially uncomfortable, "Naruto. Stop." I whispered but he only continued, his hand moving over to grab mine which rested on my side of the table.

I gasped at that and tried to move away but his hand tightened, his strength overpowering me completely. I yanked and yanked and yanked but none of my struggles was successful. I was still stuck within Naruto's hold, his hand pressing down into my smaller one. I began to panic, my eyes moving up to look at the blonde male's glossy eyes which burned into mine.

He gave me a dirty smile, not at all reassuring my nerves. He leaned forward some more so our faces were now somewhat close. So close, I could smell the alcohol on his breath, my breath hitching at such a strong smell. He kept his smirk, whispering something that gave me extreme goosebumps. I could have sworn I felt my heart drop to the pit of my stomach.

"I wonder how you'll look, bent over on this table. Let alone naked, sweetheart.." He whispered out with a dry laugh which made me yelp, my body jumping up immediately.

"I-I-I have to go to the bathroom!" I exclaimed loudly and snatched my hand away from his with all of my might, not leaving without grabbing my purse and phone. I jetted away, with Naruto looking after me, lust coating his blue orbs. He secretly smirked and leaned back into his seat, grabbing his drink again and gulping it down.

Meanwhile, I quickly scurried myself throughout the restaurant with sweat dripping down my brow, my heart pumping faster than ever before. Naruto's completely different when he drinks. He's much scarier.

I blew out deeply and looked up when I saw the restroom, quickly bursting in the door that held the women's sign on the front of it. I ran to one of the stalls, one that was empty, and entered inside, moving to close and lock it back afterward. I took a minute to regain my breath again, my heart racing in my chest. I knew I had to go back to him but I needed some time alone. I need to think.

Naruto wasn't acting anything like the way he's acting when he's sober. Only when he drinks. Now, he's acting so lewd, so scary, so unstable. Meeting someone at parties and starting a relationship with them isn't really the best thing after all. I'm such an idiot.

I whimpered and lowered my head in my hands, feeling a little stuck at the moment. What can I do, in this situation? If I sit in this any longer I'm afraid something may happen. Something very tragic. And I absolutely cannot let that happen.

But I can't leave either so that only leaves me one option I have, to just endure. Maybe the alcohol will eventually wear off and as a result, bring my friend back. Because the person out there is not my friend. He is dangerous. I really need to wait it out so the alcohol goes away. Hopefully, it does.

I remained in my same potion for a while, long enough for me to feel somewhat normal again and to ration with my thoughts. I had to settle my breathing and my rapid heartbeat. I need to be calm. I blew out a deep breath and remained silent from where I stood in front of the door to the stall. Sometimes, I heard women walk in and out of the restroom, flushing the toilets and rinsing their hands in the sinks.

I let out a defeated sigh, giving in. I have to go back now.

So, with only a little courage, I moved forward, unlocking the stall door and soon exiting the bathroom, altogether.

Slowly and of course, reluctantly I made my way back to my booth which still had Naruto there.

His blue eyes immediately spotted me and a huge grin came upon his face. He leaned back in his seat and gave out another dry chuckle, his eyes trailing my body once more, "Well, well. Look who's finally back." He teased as I sat back down on my side, noticing that Naruto already paid for our meal, my eyes also spotting our food was gone but was now into white trays that were placed on the table. I didn't respond to Naruto's comment but only surveyed the changed area. My lavender eyes switched over to Naruto's third cup and I completely sweatdropped when I found the glass completely empty. A curse also slipped from my lips. He's drunk more?

Now, this has just gotten even harder for me.

I cleared my throat, shifting my eyes nervously over to the blonde man in front of me, "I think it's time to go now. It's getting late." I whispered out and then quickly looked away, taking note of him within my peripherals.

I watched him silently and saw that he nodded, grabbing his tray as well as mine, soon rising from his seat. But when he did, he revealed that his body was incredibly wobbly, rocking side to side, "Yeah, you're right." He only replied which made me sigh in relief, my body rising up from my seat as well. But when I did, a hand moved to scoop itself under my waist, hugging me.

Naruto hummed in delight at the feel of our bodies so close. And with that, he carried me forward, my face twisting up in extreme discomfort. Naruto's touching me.

I tried hard not to show the discomfort I felt on my face since there were a lot of people around. I didn't want anyone prying in on us or thinking something was wrong. I just wanted to go home and put this all behind me. Maybe I'll try again with another guy or just stick to having girl-friends. Instead of guy friends. Guys bring way too much trouble to my life.

I blew in and out the entire time as we made our way outside, the sun setting a bit. I looked down at my phone and bit my lip once I eyed the time.

7:32 PM. It read.

It was getting pretty late. I have to hurry back, for Hanabi.

It took the same distance it first took to arrive at the restaurant to get back to Naruto's car, but once we did, I quickly departed from Naruto to walk over to the passenger side.

I still felt a tinge of discomfort as I opened the door and slid in, putting my seatbelt on immediately. I watched as Naruto stumbled inside of the car, his sense of coordination off. He couldn't walk straight at all. And at that moment, a light bulb went off in my head. My eyes widened drastically. He's partly drunk and now he's driving?! Oh, my kami! I couldn't believe the events that were going on. I was growing very terrified.

Naruto should not drive within his state. He could get us severely hurt. He could also get someone else hurt if he goes about doing this. He cannot drive. It's not safe!

My lips began to tremble when I saw the blonde man move over on the driver's seat to enter inside, slamming the door closed once he did. Afterward, he moved back to place our trays in the backseat, purposely rubbing his arm on my shoulder. I shuddered at that and shifted further away from him in my seat, my breathing increased in speed. Oh, kami. Why is this happening?

I was totally freaking out as I sat in the passenger seat of my intoxicated friend's car. So as a result, I tried to breathe more to help calm my nerves, just enough to confront Naruto. I breathed in and out, in and out, gripping my purse for support. Once I was somewhat calm, I turned to Naruto once he sat straight within his seat again, slowly leaning over to put on his seatbelt.

I then cleared my throat, getting his attention, "Naruto, I don't think.. this is a good idea." I whispered out cautiously while watching as he clicked his seatbelt on anyway, regardless of what I just said.

He looked back and forth a bit, confusion held in his glossy eyes. He shrugged his shoulders, "Uh, what's not a good idea?" He asked, completely clueless. While our conversation was going, he was still doing things in the car which made me nervous.

I gulped, quickening the speed of my voice, "Naruto, you cannot be driving in these conditions. Let me call a cab instead." I demanded, trying again. But he shook his head, laughing my panicked words off. With the keys he pulled from his pocket, he rammed them into the ignition and started the car which made me whimper, my legs trembling now. Oh, my Kami. He's gonna kill himself and he's gonna take me with him.

I bit my lip and trembled from where I sat, watching as the blue-eyed man began to drive, backing out of the driveway, his eyes switching back and forth constantly to check his windows, "Listen cutie. I'm quite alright. So just sit back and enjoy the ride." He said smoothly and once he was fully backed out of the park he previously was in, he put the car in drive and went flying forward, driving out of the parking lot and into the road full of cars, my body tensed the entire time.

But during the drive, I was a little confused. His Naruto was somewhat normal. Though he did make a few minor mistakes which caused a few people to honk their car horns at him but..

He didn't wreck the vehicle.

We were on a back road now where there was clear of cars which made me smile, my tense body relaxing a bit. But only, for a bit. Anything could happen, at any moment.

But as Naruto continued to drive, I couldn't help but check my surroundings a bit for safety, feeling an odd feeling arise deep inside my gut. My eyes glanced out the window and I took in the trees, the open field that was there, and the houses that sat solo in the middle of nowhere.

I sweat dropped when I saw that nothing outside looked familiar to me, my eyes widening from where they stared out of the window. My heart dropped. Where, are we?

I turned to Naruto and cleared my throat, watching as he stared at the road ahead of him, with narrowed eyes. I opened my mouth to speak but he shook his head, somehow sensing I was going to, "Before you say anything. No, I'm not taking you home. I decided to extend our little gathering. So now, we're going to my house." He declared with a nod, like what he said was normal and that nothing was wrong with it.

No. Those words he just said made my whole world run cold, goosebumps of all kinds running up and down my arms and legs. The temperature of the car seemed to drop and I began to hyperventilate. Naruto has officially lost his mind!

Quickly, I grabbed my phone and immediately began calling for help, my nerves shot through the roof. I didn't know what to do. I've never been in such a life-threatening situation before and never thought I never, ever would. My fingers punched in the special three numbers rapidly, but I wasn't able to press the call button because my phone was taken away, faster than I could blink.

Naruto yanked it from my hands and threw it on the floor on his side of the car, glancing back at me with a wide smile, "Oh no, no, sweet cakes. We don't need any of that. I'm sure what I have planned for you will make both of our nights." He chuckled out creepily, a hiccup stopping his amused laughing which let me know he was one of those persons that would change if they were to get drunk. His personality is completely different. It was like he was a totally different person. I shook my head at that, looking around for a way out. I can't stay here, not like this. I turned to my door handle and saw that it was locked shut, my hand reaching out for it anyway.

I grabbed the silver handle and gave it three hard tugs, my eyes glaring back over to Naruto. I growled, stomping my feet, "Let me out, now. This wasn't part of the plan, Naruto." I snarled out which made him look at me, his eyebrows raising at the sound of my tone.

But I watched as he turned back to the road in front of him, unfazed. He completely ignored what I said which only made my body feel worse. My eyes widened. What the? I growled once more and tugged at the door again, more rapidly this time which would annoy even stable people. But still, nothing.

Naruto sat there and drove peacefully as I pulled and tugged at the passenger door, debating on my mind to really slap the sense into him but he was driving drunk, so I held back. I didn't want to cause an accident.

So the whole time, I sat there and just fought with the passenger door, making loud outbursts and screams, even shouting numerous profanity, "Hey asshole! You better let me out right now!" I screamed but Naruto simply laughed at that, ignoring me even still. At the end of it all, I was left terrified, short of breath, and tired. I had run out of options and now, I had no choice but to go to his home. Unless I escape from there somehow.

I sighed shakily and sat quietly for a second, to regain back my breath and think more, rationally. I have to get through Naruto's head, remind him that I was his friend and meant no harm to him whatsoever. I smiled at that but was caught off guard when the car rolled over a small bump, my lavender eyes moving up to check my surroundings again.

But my heart skipped a beat when I saw we were arriving up to a brick house which looked similar to how Naruto previously explained how his house looked earlier but at the sight of it didn't make me feel all that good. Why am I here, right now?

I was growing more and more frightened the closer we made it to his house, my body trembling. Once he parked on his lot, my feelings grew out of control and I suddenly burst into tears, my head shaking pleadingly, "Please, Naruto. Please think about what you're doing. This is wrong. I want to.. go home.." I sobbed out, weeping. I didn't know what he was doing to me and I didn't want to know. I was just so, so terrified.

Everything just went so wrong so fast. I had no idea that things could end up like this. I thought Naruto was a good person. I thought he cared for me. Tears, nothing but tears fell from my hurt lavender eyes and spilled down my face which managed to finally grab Naruto's attention. My outburst of emotion was one that caught him by surprise.

He shot me a worried glance, turning towards me quickly. He shot his hands out as a reassurance factor and shook his head, "Hey, hey. There's no need to cry, Hinata. I brought you here so we could make treats together. So, it would make our night better. That's all.." He warned slowly, stating something that was completely different then what I thought. Immediately, my crying stopped and I now felt like a total idiot, low sniffs made from me.

Oh my goodness. That's why he wasn't responding to my pleas. He probably thought I was going nuts. I can't believe I thought he would hurt me. It's just that he grew so touchy and spoke such dirty words back at the restaurant, I thought, he was going to do something to me. Something bad.

But now, nothing but relief filled my mind and soul, and finally, I was able to breathe normally again, a long sigh passing my lips. Naruto chuckled in amusement at the sight of me, shaking his blonde head playfully, "Kami, Hinata. Well, it seems you don't like surprises. I should've just told you." He said with a nervous laugh, a hiccup cutting it off though. I smiled in relief and moved my hand up to hold my chest where my pounding heartbeat resided. Yes, I'm so relieved.

Now I felt a bit more relaxed and with that, I clicked off my seatbelt. I now trusted Naruto enough to exit his car and enter inside his house. And so that's what I did. I exited his car along with him and closed the car door, soon following him inside, of his house.

-A Few Minutes Later-

We both entered inside of Naruto's house and I gotta say, everything looked really nice. His walls were white as well as his floor which lacked dirt or any weird spots. I was told to leave my bag in a closet by the entrance. He also placed my phone in there as well. That made me very uneasy. But Naruto reassured me and said that he didn't want me distracted while we made dessert. So, I just went along with it.

After we finish baking, I plan to leave. No matter what Naruto says.

Along with my phone and purse, I also left my sandals at the front of the house, settled by the door so I wouldn't track any dirt inside Naruto's clean house.

Soon after, I followed Naruto through a small hallway, soon entering into a larger room that held the kitchen to my right and the living room to my left, a few feet ahead holding the stairs which lead to the second floor.

Naruto turned to me and nodded his head, to his right, a smirk on his face, "Hey, let's start, so I can getcha home." He declared on which I nodded in agreement, eyeing him as he wobbled over to his kitchen, a sigh passing my lips at the ridiculous sight of him. He's still drunk.

It's at least been thirty minutes and the alcohol still hasn't worn off? Maybe alcohol doesn't work like that. Maybe it's a twenty-four-hour process. Of course, I didn't know anything about it. I don't drink alcohol.

I reluctantly followed Naruto into his rather large kitchen which held shiny white counters on my right, a round table further down with white chairs surrounding it. So far, his house looked very nice. It calmed me a bit. I allowed myself to smile and I followed Naruto inside the room more and watched as he began to pull things out from the top cabinets.

He mostly pulled out ingredients. Ingredients to make, brownies.

I gasped in excitement at that, moving forward with a big smile on my face. I clamped my hands together as he set out all the things we needed, even turning to grab eggs from his large refrigerator.

He held a smile on his face as he did it, eyeing me as I watched him in pure excitement. He laughed, "Ahh, I knew you'd want to help me out." He said with a frisky grin on his face. His comment brought a smile of joy to my lips, my lavender eyes watching him as he got everything set but the longer I watched him, I noticed his pace gradually began slowing down.

Every once in and a while he had to stop and grip his head, complaining how the world was spinning. He also would mumble things under his breath which I couldn't quite hear, my body standing completely out of his way. I wasn't participating at all because it seemed that he wanted to do everything. But in his state all he needs is sleep. So once he added every ingredient he needed into a big blue bowl, ready to mix, I took over.

I gently grabbed the large spoon from him and watched as he gasped because of my sudden action, his foggy blue eyes meeting mine. I smiled, reassuringly, "It's okay, Naruto. I can take over from here." I said kindly and looked down at the chocolate mixture, my hand expertly getting to work to stir everything.

I stirred the two eggs that lay in the bowl, the white sugar, the small amount of unsweetened cocoa powder, butter, a small amount of all-purpose flour, vanilla extract, and just a little bit of salt. I stirred all of the ingredients slowly as Naruto watched me intently from behind. But what really made me nervous was how close he stood to my person. He previously only moved back a tad but it wasn't far from my body, his crotch was almost touching my bottom.

I shuddered at that but worked the best I could, stirring the mixture until it was nice and thick. Once I did that, I looked around for a rectangular pan and found one, resting on Naruto's stove behind me. He seemed to have everything ready to go. I hummed in approval at that. That's good. The brownies shouldn't take long. Maybe fifteen to twenty minutes the most.

So slowly, I brought the bowl of brownie mixture over to the stove, watching closely for Naruto's broad body who was standing in my way. So, I walked around him and went up to the pan sitting directly on the stove. I grabbed it and centered it so it could stay still. I didn't want to end up making a mess. While I was pouring my ingredients into the pan, I made sure to keep a close eye on Naruto from behind me who was standing in his previous spot still.

But his body was turned my way and his eyes were rooted on me. He secretly grinned, his eyes trailing me again. He licked his lips, "So Hinata... You're the type of woman who likes to cook? Hmm, interesting. " I heard him mutter from behind me as I scraped all of the mixtures into the pot, using my spoon to level the thick mixture into the pan correctly.

I turned to him and gave him a worried look but I nodded my head, "I suppose so. Yes, I like to cook." I responded back and refocused, placing the dirty blue bowl to the side and moving my attention on the silver pan with the mixture held inside. Because the brownie batter was liquid, it now took the shape of a rectangle which would come in handy once it rises into brownies. Such a sight made my mouth water. I bet this will be so good.

I groaned softly as I imagined how rich and sweet they'll taste, my ears picking footsteps inch up towards me from behind. I blew out a deep breath at that and instead, grabbed the pan and opened the heated stove which was left to preheat. At that, I stood back up and looked around for something to use for my hands. I didn't want to get burned. That would be a total pain.

"Here you go..."

A deep voice suddenly spoke into my ear which made me gasp, my body jumping in surprise. But my reaction only made the drunken, blonde male laugh stupidly, his hand holding onto a red-colored mitten in front of me. Something I needed.

I smiled nervously back at him and took it, reluctantly, placing it on my right hand, "Th-Thank you." I muttered and soon grabbed the pan with my covered right hand and placed it inside the stove, using the same hand to close the stove altogether. I smiled at my accomplishment, my belly now ready for brownies. Ooh, I just can't wait.

I smiled and inwardly cheered for the dessert that was on the way, not noticing the lust that flashed before the blonde male's eyes behind me, the alcohol taking over once more. Suddenly, I felt a hand slide its way along my waist, goosebumps trailing me.

Naruto groaned, his voice shaky and slurred, "Mmm. Your body is so curvy and your skin is so soft and smooth. You look so perfect." He muttered to me which made me uncomfortable again. Uh oh, not again. I really need to get the hell out of dodge. The alcohol isn't completely gone from his body yet so that means, I'm at risk.

With one of my hands, I quickly pushed away his hand from my body, turning to him with a glare. I shook my head, setting my boundaries straight, "Listen, I know you've been through a lot and I get it. We all do. But drinking isn't the way. Alcohol is only changing you, and your mind and you're gonna do something you'll soon regret. I just know it." I declared with a tap of my foot, clearly growing irritated by his ways. They were starting to get old. As time went on, I was really starting to miss the old Naruto. The happy-go-lucky side of him. The old him that puts my needs first.

Right now, I don't know who I was looking at. It was just all confusing how this situation was playing out.

All the while, Naruto stood before me still, processing my words. I watched him with pressed lips, my arms crossed. The brownies were now in the oven and were baking, which made me somewhat happy. It gave me something to look forward to. Suddenly though, Naruto sent me a dirty smirk and began to walk forward, my eyes widening by that. To keep the distance between us, I stepped back. But he only stepped forward. I whimpered at that, his horny eyes fixated on me.

He licked his lips, once more, "What do you mean, regret? What? You think I'm going to regret fucking you? Pounding your sixteen-year-old pussy into submission. I mean. I haven't done anything like that before so, heh. There's a first time for everything, right?" He said with a half-hearted chuckle, his words officially killing me and bringing me back to life. What the.. Fuck? He wants to have sex, with me? But by the way, he spoke those words, it didn't sound quite friendly. No, he wanted to, rape me. Oh, kami!

At the moment, I didn't even know if the alcohol was speaking or him. I didn't know if having sex with me was a dark desire of his or what but I was so confused, and scared. I didn't even know what to think. My feet shakily brought me back from the unstable man in front of me who was stumbling forward, his glossy, lust-filled eyes rooted on me. My heart was beating loudly in my chest, the sound heard loudly in both of my ears. Oh no, I have to do something!

I looked around quickly and tried to find a weapon. Something. Anything!

The only thing my scared lavender eyes caught sight of was the little stand where the paper towels were hung up. A long metal rod held up a roll of paper towels which would work well in knocking the sense back into Naruto. I bit my lip, my lavender eyes switching from it to back to Naruto. He's probably slow since he's unstable. I probably can run faster than he can. So I have no problem getting to my weapon quickly. So with that plan in mind, I stopped backing up, the round table I spotted from before was now behind me. I glared at the male in front of me who kept stepping forward, soon moving in front of me.

He groaned and went to burrow himself down into my neck, kissing my skin roughly which made me grit my teeth, his breath incredibly hot against me. I panted at that new and intense feeling I felt from his intimate endeavor. The kisses upon my neck were something I never felt before. But I ignored the attention I was given and instead turned my attention over to my weapon, my plan falling into motion. His lips pecked and sucked on my skin as I squirmed underneath him, my body pinned back to the table behind me. His hands fell down and he grabbed my own, also pinning those to the table.

He moaned, once more, his breath hot and heavy against my skin, "You know, I haven't had sex in a while and you're a very beautiful young lady. And besides.." He moved in closer, taking my ear into his mouth which made me gasp, his breath overwhelming me with its alcohol smell.

He smirked, "I could make you feel good. I could make our relationship something more. That's what you want, right?" He whispered lewdly against my ear which made me gasp, my eyes turning back to him in utter disbelief. What is he saying? Who does he think I am? Does he really think the way to grow closer is to have sex? For me to bone him?

I shook my head at that, frowning deeply. I couldn't believe Naruto would say such a thing. He really needs help and I'll make sure to give it to him.

I gritted my teeth at him, leaning forward a bit to stare directly into his cloudy eyes, challenging him, "You need to wake up, now!" I yelled and with that, my plan fell into motion. Placing my hands on his shoulders, I pulled my knee up quicker than he could bat an eye, directing it straight against the throbbing member between his legs. Immediately a manly cry rang out and Naruto went to grab his crotch, his legs buckling. He collapsed onto his kitchen floor soon after with another cry of pain, an opportunity opening for me. Yes! Here's my chance!

I breathed heavily and sidestepped him, running towards my weapon which was my key out of this situation. I launched out onto his counter and reached towards the paper towel roll, quickly throwing it away. I smiled once the metal pole was presented to me, my hands quickly reaching for it. But once my hands touched it, a strong hand grabbed my braid and yanked me back, my body falling back on a hard chest harshly.

I screamed from the pain but a hand covered the lower half of my face, stopping all sound from coming out of my mouth. I growled at that, still struggling within Naruto's grasp. He grunted as I moved my body back and forth, even kicking my legs to fight. To do something!

I can't let him take advantage of me. He's drunk for crying out loud!

I was taken by surprise when I was suddenly pushed forward, to bend over on his counter, a growl of irritation shooting from Naruto's lips, "Don't, run from me." I heard him grunt out before I heard a rattle of something, my head turning ever so slightly to catch Naruto yanking his belt lose, his jeans sliding down afterward. I let out a piercing scream at such a sight and with that I began to struggle, even more, my hand shooting out once more for my weapon. My finger grazed it a bit but the hand on my mouth yanked me back, keeping me in place.

Even though he was drunk and not at all there, his strength was immense. I couldn't escape from it and he seemed to know what I was plotting. Soon enough, I felt his free hand move downward, cupping my ass through my jeans which made me yelp, my body jumping in fright.

I shook my head at that, tears forming in my eyes, "Please, don't do this. Think about this. You'll r-r-regret it." I sobbed out into his hand, feeling his warm palm massage my body lustfully, his blue eyes completely foggy. He didn't respond to my pleads and instead moved his fingers to the front of my waist, soon unbuttoning my jeans.

I gasped by that, my body moving even more wildly, "Stop! Let go! Get your hands off of me, Naruto!" I yelled out loudly, with just a bit more courage, my voice muffled completely. But that didn't stop me. I'm going to keep fighting because I did not want this. I never saw us doing this type of intimate thing together. I never looked at Naruto in such a way. We were just acquaintances becoming friends. And now, three strong drinks have turned my friend into a monster.

Oh, kami. Why couldn't I have just said no? If I had told him that drinking bothered me then he wouldn't even have picked an alcoholic beverage. Then none of this would've happened. Now, I'm doomed.

My breathing increased once more, my chest heaving. I'm a virgin. Naruto's going to take my virginity. He's gonna do it! I shook my head wildly at that thought, my body extremely panicked. I can't let him!

I breathed heavily as my jeans fell down to my feet, revealing my white lace underwear which was the only thing that covered my most private area from him and the world. It was the area my parents have always told me to keep hidden. And now…

I lowered my head in defeat, my muscles and bones growing tired of struggling against an obstacle that just wouldn't let up. An obstacle that resembles a brick wall. My hands clawed at Naruto's wrist that covered my mouth, a wince coming from him at that. But again, he ignored my struggles and proceeded on moving my panties to one side, exposing my shaved, virgin pussy.

He let out a lewd hum at that, my eyes widening and a blush crawling over my cheeks upon his actions. Oh, my kami. He's actually going to do it. Tears began to prick my side, threatening to spill. No Naruto! My body trembled in pure fear in his arms, his hand removing itself from my mouth to grab a hold of my hair again. He gave it a yank until my left ear met his lips, my breathing hitching at that.

He smirked, chuckling huskily, "It seems I'll be the first man to fuck you, sweetheart." He moaned against my ear which made me recoil, "And I couldn't be happier." He slurred out, my eyes widening even more by his words, tears forming. Oh kami no.

My teeth chattered against one another and I shook my head, hearing him discard something else, possibly his boxers, "Wake." A whimper cut my words short, "wake the hell up, Naruto. If you do this, I swear I'll beat your ass! I'm not kidding! This isn't what friends do, Naruto! You're crossing my boundaries, completely!" I yelled out as another attempt to wake him up which sorta did the trick. I heard the shift of his boxers stop and a sharp manly gasp erupt from behind me, pants coming from my mouth. My words brought a great silence over us which drew some relief to my heart, my head lowering. Oh, thank goodness.

But just as soon as I thought that, I felt a hand rub my visible ass cheek longingly, his hand soon moving to lightly pop it which made me jump, confusion etching my features. What the actual hell? I don't understand. I was completely lost. Soon after, we returned to earlier events with me struggling and Naruto blindly committing a crime he soon would regret.

He grinned widely, his eyes revealing no light anymore. His blue eyes were dimmed low, so low, I couldn't even see the real him anymore, the alcohol completely taking his mind over.

He chuckled, popping my ass again but a little harder which made me cry out. He grinned, "Nothing you say now will change my mind, Hinata. Today is a special day for the both of us. We can finally grow closer, just as we both have wanted. So, I say, let's get to it." He declared and with that, he held me tightly and went about doing his crime.

Thrust after thrust after thrust felt like my world was fading darker and darker, the pain I felt swallowing me up and throwing me deeper and deeper into darkness. Naruto's thick and hot shaft has long broken my hymen and was pounding my insides as I laid broken on his kitchen counter, my weapon out of sight and out of reach.

My face scrunched up after every thrust, my legs trembling in front of him due to the discomfort I felt. But Naruto on the other hand seemed to be enjoying himself. He grunted and groaned beside my ear, whispering praises to me which would make me feel even dirtier. I was ruined. I felt betrayed and I felt helpless. Please wake up, Naruto.

My strength was gone and my will to fight was broken. I had nothing left. His drunken actions had tired me out completely. I was left conflicted, hurt and confused. I didn't know whether to feel angry towards Naruto since he doesn't know what he's doing. He has no sense of reason right now. He probably just thinks he's sleeping when really that wasn't the case. I didn't know what to do, or think.

I whimpered, biting my lip tightly as I felt Naruto suddenly start to grow hotter, his dick touching deeply inside of me which made moans shoot from my lips, confusion following afterward. I didn't know why I moaned when the feeling I felt wasn't at all pleasant. His hips were forcefully, repeatedly pounding harshly against me, knocking the air out of my lungs. His shaft, as it worked in and then out of me filled my walls to the brim which gave off a very unpleasant sensation. I never felt anything like it before.

I never masturbate or do anything of the sort so Naruto's thick shaft was the first thing that has ever entered inside of me and it felt horrible. And I was forced to take it. One hand of his held my head, forcing it down to the counter while the other held my ass, keeping it spread apart so he could easily access my lower area. I squeaked, whined, and screamed upon his actions, his thrusts were slowly spinning out of control as he neared his end, satisfying his hunger.

My pants and underwear were now left by my feet as I lay over his countertop, a loud, repeated smack sound coming from where we were connecting. It was all just horrible. I felt like I was one of those porn stars on those porn sites. But instead, this was all real.

I was no longer a virgin. Naruto, my older friend, took my virginity. How was I supposed to explain that to my father or my sister? Or to my future boyfriend?

I'll be ruined all over again.

The sound of Naruto's grunts in my ear stopped my thoughts and I whimpered, his hands moving down to cup my large breasts through my shirt. He gave them a squeeze. I squeaked at that which made him giggle hysterically, "Aww, how cute. The sounds you make are so, ooh, adorable, Hinata. It feels so good to have such... an adorable friend." He whispered in my ear, spitting out more of his nonsense. But that nonsense, made my ears burn red, my cheeks flustered, and summoned butterflies inside of my stomach. What's this feeling? Why does it feel so good?

It felt like new emotions were arising the more this dirty event played on, his hips slamming into mine, filling my insides with his thick, hot shaft. Tingles started to take over my body at such a naughty feeling. My eyes widened in surprise. Is Naruto starting to make me feel good?

I knew only a little about sex and I know it's supposed to turn a girl inside out; make her feel on top of the world. And I was slowly starting to feel that way. But I had to remind myself that this isn't consensual. I didn't ask for this nor did I want this. If it was other times and if both of us were ready to take another step in our relationship then, I might've made an exception. But this is unacceptable. Naruto is drunk and has taken complete advantage of me.

So with that thought in mind, the small pleasant feeling I felt vanished away and I was stuck to just feeling pain and discomfort, low whines coming from my mouth. I whimpered, shaking my head, my lower muscles tightening extremely which worsened the experience for me, "Ahh Naruto, please stop." I sobbed out but was shushed, a hand rubbing my back gently, soon moving up to my hair which was pulled back so my head rested on Naruto's chest. I yelped in response, my hands gripping the countertop for dear life, my fingernails seeping into the hard fabric.

Naruto groaned, his hips steadily smacking against my ass, "Shh, it's okay, darling. Just a little longer. He let out another moan, one of his hands lowering to pop my right ass cheek. I whined in response but he only moaned, for the drunken side of him enjoyed his actions very much, "You're making me feel so good. You're so tight and hot." He cursed, "Mmm, I like it, Hinata. I haven't felt this feeling in a long, damn time.." He whispered out with a groan, his body spasming against mine which felt so uncomfortable.

I whimpered once more and turned my head slowly, the best I could in Naruto's hold. My eyes looked so I could give the visible metal rod a few feet in front of me my attention, a small gasp spilling from my lips. I have to stop this. This has drawn on for too long. I do know one thing when it came to sex. If a man ejaculates inside a woman then she will become..

Pregnant.

My body ran cold at the thought. Oh no. I can't let that happen.

And by the way, Naruto's breathing increased by my ear, he was almost there. He isn't aware of his actions and so, he wouldn't know to pull himself out. So that means, I have to take matters into my own hands. Regardless of anything else.

I blew out deeply as I came up with a silent but risky plan within my head. But, it has to work. I know it's going to work. My strength and courage quickly returned by the crazy situation I was in, my lavender eyes hardening.

I turned back to Naruto and with the turn of my head and saw him completely zoned out, his hands now gripping my hips tightly. His blonde hair was covering his face as sweat dripped down it rapidly, his dick pumping me still which encouraged me to do this. I know you're not there Naruto and for that, I'm sorry.

I just can't let this go on any longer. I won't.

So, with quick speed and with Naruto oblivious to my actions, I launched out towards the metal pole a few feet from me. But my sudden movement instantly alerted Naruto, his eyes snapping back up at me in surprise.

"H-Hey-!" He yelled but I interrupted him when I grabbed the heavy tool and turned around, swinging my hand and striking him harshly with it. The metal pole hit the side of his head with a loud ding which caused his whole body to freeze up in pain, his body jolting harshly. But as soon as he felt it, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and his body collapsed on the floor where it soon grew stiff. Now, he was unconscious.

I breathed heavily as I stared at Naruto's unconscious form on the floor, a small swallow made from me. Yes, my plan worked.

It took a lot of effort but I did it. And now, I'm free.

So with the free time I have, I used it to rearrange some things. I fixed myself up, pulling my underwear and pants back up, to cover my lower body from view. I fixed my hair the best I could, patting down the fuzzy, loose strands so my hair could lay flatly. Afterward, I wiped all the tears away from my eyes, whimpering to see that I was only worsening my makeup. My makeup was smeared and completely ruined but I didn't care. That was the least of my worries.

Afterward, I turned and fixed up Naruto, my heart longing for me to do so. I bent down so I was crouching and from there, I pulled his boxers and pants on the best that I could, my heartbreaking as my mind recalled everything that just happened.

This  was one hell of a night.

In kami speed, I grabbed my belongings and quickly exited Naruto's home, leaving him on his kitchen floor unconscious still. I felt bad leaving him in such a way but something inside of me wanted to get back at him somehow, so...

I left him.

I quickly called a taxi. Previously I found Naruto's address, written on his mailbox and so, I rode home in silence, quickly letting the young cab driver know where I lived and I also encouraged him to get there immediately. He replied with a smile and did what I told him quickly. The cab was dark so the male couldn't see how tragic I looked. So, he didn't notice anything.

I checked my phone from where I sat but frowned upon the time.

11:21 PM. It read.

It was past my curfew and I knew my father was home by now. Hopefully, I could just sneak up to my room without a fuss and then deal with the consequences tomorrow. Because right now, I was not in the mood for such a thing. My head was spinning, my stomach felt queasy and my lower body felt numb. I felt horrible and so I used this time to just relax in the back seat of the cab I called.

Overall, the ride home was a little long but it was something that I needed. I had to take some time to think, my legs rooted over the other to contain the soreness in my groin. I tried my best to ignore the discomfort I felt below. I didn't want to bring any unwanted attention to myself.

I held my bag tightly to my chest as I sat still in my spot, breathing in and out deeply, regaining my breath. Naruto's going to wake up the next morning not remembering a thing. I bit my lip, uncertain. Should I tell him what happened or should I just allow him to figure it out on his own?

I was torn between the two. I didn't know what to do. Maybe, I should wait it out. I know I'll hear from him soon.

After we entered back in town, it only took five minutes and the taxi finally rode up to my house, the darkness of the night covering every inch of it. I smiled at the taxi driver and dug into my bag, pulling out a ten-dollar bill I found in one of Naruto's coats, which were hung up by his front door.

Again, I wanted to get back at him someway so I stole some of his cash. Doing just this was enough to make me feel a little better. I gave the driver the money and went on my merry way, slithering my trembling body out of the long car, "Th-Thank you, sir." I whispered out on which he smiled, waving me off.

"You're welcome, hun. You take care now." He replied back and I smiled back at him, stepping out into the cool air with a sigh. Soon I closed the yellow car door and walked off, listening as the male drove away, leaving me at my house where I wanted to stay forever.

My summer has officially been ruined.

I held a down look as I walked through my lawn, soon ending up in front of my front door where I unlocked with my personal key and crept in slowly. Everything was dark and quiet which made me sigh in relief. Yes, everyone's asleep.

I thanked the heavens above for that. I was not in the mood for dealing with my father's wrath right now. My mind cannot take such a situation. I will surely break down due to a mental injury. I've been through enough tonight.

So with that, I slowly closed the front door with a small thud, locking it by twisting the knob it possessed. I placed my home key away, back into my purse, and started to make my way upstairs, my feet landing softly against the steps. I made sure to be as quiet as possible so I wouldn't risk waking anyone up. And as a result, I made it to my room in no time, entering inside and closing the door shut behind me.

As soon as I made it into my safe haven, I quickly threw off my clothes, feeling tears prick my side. I can't believe it. I cannot believe it!

Tears rushed down my cheeks and sobs escaped my lips as I removed every piece of clothing I had on, including my underwear and bra. I threw them all over the floor, not bothering to place them where they were supposed to be. No, I didn't care at the moment. I only wanted to be in my bed. And my bed is where I'll stay.

All of my clothes were sprawled on the floor around me, and I practically ran to my dresser, pulling out the first thing I saw which was a yellow gown. I raised the spaghetti strapped gown upward and pulled it over myself fully, sniffing back my tears. Yes, finally, I'm ready for bed.

After today, I can put all of this behind me. I can put Naruto behind me.

I yawned on cue and slowly limped my way towards my bed. My legs and my lower area was awfully sore, sorer than it was before. It was so painful, I could barely walk. Such pain was new to me and it was a constant reminder of what awful thing has happened to me tonight. I've been raped. My breath hitched. Oh, my kami. I felt my throat close up completely by my thoughts. It seems no matter what I do, I could only think about the events that went on just a few minutes ago.

The pain I felt from having sex with my friend, how his member filled me up, the sound of Naruto's grunts and dirty talk by my ear, the stench of his breath from the alcohol he consumed a few hours ago. All of it was constantly running through my head earning more tears to run down my cheeks. The tears were constant. The tears were so strong, so overwhelming I was also sobbing. I felt like I was suffocating. Now, all I yearned for was sleep and that's exactly where I limped to. My bed.

And all the while, I only wished for one thing. I just hope, tomorrow, will be better.

-Next day-

Naruto's P.O.V

Ugh, what's going on?

My eyes flickered open lazily, my eyes directed up towards my ceiling which seemed to spin around, and around and around as if I was on a never-ending rollercoaster. Also, my heart was pumping super fast within my chest.

Ahh, where am I?

My memory seemed fuzzy and hard to make out so I was left confused, my back lying on something hard. I groaned and slowly moved my hand over, using my fingers to rub the surface of what I was lying on. I hummed in delight when I did. Marble floor? Am I home?

If I was, how did I get here? And most importantly...

My eyes widened and I shot up, but quickly regretted it when an excruciating jolt shot through my brain, making me feel as though I was about to vomit. I groaned, my eyes rolling. I really have to stop drinking. I can't deal with these angry hangovers anymore.

I groaned and looked around a bit, taking in my surroundings. Everything looked normal in my cozy home. Just something felt off. I looked down and saw my paper towels spilled out on the ground, a metal rod lying a few feet from it with a strange liquid on the top of it. I squinted my blue eyes on it. What is that?

That liquid looked like it didn't belong on the object and it looked very distinctive. I was growing very curious. So, with the little strength I had, I scooted my body across the shiny floor towards the fallen object, my blue eyes scanning it intently as I grew closer to it.

My blonde head tilted as I came upon it, my hand shakily grabbing it. But once my fingers touched the cold metal and turned it, my nose started to smell something…

Burnt.

Severely burnt.

My eyes shot over to the stove and I gasped in horror to see it was smoking to the extreme, the oven clearly on. I gasped at that, jumping to my feet regardless of my condition, "Oh no!" I yelled out and rushed over immediately, taking my kitchen mittens and opening the stove, but I shot back when a gust of smoke shot out of the confines it was held in, the oven filled with a very nasty smell.

Confusion and terror rose quickly through my body as I tried my best to remember exactly what was inside. But I couldn't remember anything. The only thing I remembered was eating dinner with Hinata at Mighty Mike. I had shrimp fajitas and she ate steak. We were talking, having a great time. That's all, I remember. My eyes shot wide, so wide I felt them begin to ache. This is getting scary.

I gulped but moved forward, facing my fears and rushing inside the hot oven, grabbing what was in there and tossing it on top of the oven so I could get a better look at it. But I didn't forget to close the oven back and I also turned it off. It seems it's been on all night.

My blue eyes were still left widened as I stared back at a rectangular pan that held something black inside, my body inching up towards it. What the? I gave it a sniff and immediately knew what it was. Did I make.. brownies?

Obviously, I forgot they were inside the oven since they've been in there ever since. I sighed, moving up to rub my head in confusion. Kami, how long have I been out? Why am I here in my kitchen? Where's Hinata?

I had so many questions but no clues in sight to let me know what happened. Did I take her home? Is she still here? If so, why was I lying on the cold floor of my kitchen, downstairs?

I looked around slowly, keeping my hands propped on the side of my head. But as I turned my body, I heard a loud rattle erupt from down below, my blue eyes falling downward. But I immediately gasped, at what I saw. My jeans were unbuckled, pulled down a bit which revealed my grey boxers. Instantly, my body ran cold. What the f-

Oh no.

My mind instantly went back to poor Hinata. I don't know why but.. I had a feeling, I did something bad to her. Something very, terrible.

My pants were unzipped, my kitchen looked abnormal. I'm lying on the kitchen floor instead of my bed and I cannot remember anything. Something happened. I began to breathe quickly. I was panicking. I whimpered and removed my hand from my blonde head but when I did, my eyes caught sight of the blood on it, my eyes widening once more.

I shook my head at such a devastating sight and I backed away, my back hitting a kitchen counter which made me groan. But the physical pain I felt wasn't as bad as the emotional pain I was now feeling. My chest heaved greatly and I shook my head over and over, not believing the events that were in front of me.

I was still a little confused but I know something bad happened. Wh-Why am I bleeding? Where's Hinata? I moved down and lightly bit the top of my thumb, keeping myself from bursting into tears. I regret it all. Why did I have to drink? I sniffed and turned around so I could face the living room, inspecting that section with my eyes to see if anything was placed out of the ordinary. Nope. Everything looked normal in the living room so I decided to walk around the house, eyeing everything and even calling out for Hinata.

"Hinata! Hey!"

"Are you here?"

I called her name over and over as I traveled upstairs and soon back downstairs but everything looked perfect, just the way I left it when I went to meet up with Hinata. Nothing's changed, only the kitchen looks a mess.

I bit my lip at that, returning back to the kitchen. I checked the time quickly and saw that it was nine in the morning so, with that, I decided to call Hinata.

I need answers now.

Now standing in my bathroom downstairs, I stared back at my injured head and grimaced, turning ever so lightly so I could catch the full injury, in the square-shaped mirror in front of me. My head still felt heavy, the bloody spot there throbbing in pain. My memory was still blurry and my stomach felt very queasy. I was still suffering from the after-effects of drinking so much. But, I was determined to figure out what happened.

I gritted my teeth. I messed up. I drank too much and...

I closed my eyes tightly and blew out a deep breath, calming myself. I opened my eyes soon after and looked down at my phone before me, Hinata's name presented there on the call app. But I grew hesitant.

Should I call her? I was a little scared too, considering I have no clue what's happened. My mind was severely distorted to all events that came before I woke up a few moments ago, my mind desperately trying to remember. But every time I tried, nothing would come to mind, nothing but darkness. I sighed at that, deciding to just go with my gut. I'll just call Hinata. So, that's what I did.

I clicked Hinata's name and listened to the phone as it began to ring, my fingers slowly moving over to click the speaker button as well. The dial noise ranged louder by my action and I used this time to wash my head injury, my hands slowly moving over to the knobs on my sink.

I twisted the cool one and the hot one, watching with hooded eyes as warm water flushed out of the faucet, my call going straight to voicemail which made me frown. I looked back at my phone and sighed. Maybe she's just sleeping. Yeah...

So, I called her one more time which led me to the same result, so I decided to give it a rest and instead turn my attention to my injury, my body leaning over the bathroom counter a bit. With one hand, I placed it inside the water, coating it in warm liquid. With it, I raised it up and used the damp limb to wash the side of my head, wincing as the water ran over my bloody bruise, my blonde hair growing damp in the response.

My head was turned a bit as I washed the wounded spot gently, blowing out deeply to fight off the pain I felt. After I was done washing the bloody spot, I dried my hands and my hair and grabbed my phone, making my way slowly back to the kitchen. I need ice packs.

Yeah, that'll help real nice.

Hinata's P.O.V

The sun's rays shot through my windows and hit my pale face gently, like a small love tap which made me feel, surprisingly nice. My lavender eyes fluttered open and I groaned softly, my body snuggled deeply within my bedsheets, bathing in its warmth and tranquility. Slowly, I drifted my eyes around the room I was in, and instantly a smile was brought to my face. I'm in my room.

I hummed in delight at that but gasped when I heard my phone begin to ring, my eyes turning to it from where it was located which was on the floor, along with all of my clothes I carelessly threw off last night. I let out a loud groan and went to sit up. But when I did, sharp pain like none other shot up my body from my lower region which made me cry out, tears forming in my eyes from feeling such a killer sensation so suddenly. I whimpered to myself. What in the world?

In instinct, I pulled one hand down to clutch my lower stomach, my body remaining very, very still as humanly possible. I absolutely did not want to feel the pain that I just felt. I frowned, my head turning once more to peer off to the clothes on the floor. Events of yesterday were not registering in my head right away, only when I picked up the cute long sleeve shirt and black jeans on the floor did it all come back. My eyes instantly grew teary. I was fighting so hard to not cry, not to break down. Oh no. I thought it was all a dream.

I didn't think the events of yesterday involving Naruto were actually true. Oh, my kami.

I sat there on my bed for a moment and just gave my mind a chance to think back on yesterday's events, taking the moment I have in silence to my advantage. But the more and more I remembered, the harder it was to hold back my tears. Naruto was drunk and raped me.

Wait. I gasped at that, something in my mind clicking once I thought specifically about Naruto. My eyes widened and my other hand rushed up to cover my mouth in shock.

Oh no. Naruto's probably back to normal now which means he probably doesn't remember anything. He's probably so clueless. Oh my goodness.

So with that, I fought off the pain that shot through my lower region, which seemed to prick at my side constantly. But, ignored it, the best I could. I scrambled off of my bed, throwing the comfy sheets away from my body, and gently, I stepped down, one leg at a time off of my bed to stand. Many times my lower ara protested and gave my body plenty of painfilled jolts but I pushed through.

Now, off of the bed, I hurried to the noise my phone gave off, my ears following it to its location which was underneath all of my clothing that was occupying my bedroom floor. I crouched down, my hands moving away from all the clothing until I saw my device lying flat on the carpet floor, my hand happily grabbing it. I pulled it up but gasped, at what I saw on it.

First, my phone was hanging on my thread. Because I didn't charge it so now it was only 17%. And the other surprising thing was all the notifications I got from, Naruto.

7 Missed calls- Naruto

I grimaced at such a sight I halted before clicking the notification with his name, fear holding me back. I bit my bottom lip nervously. Am I fully ready.. to speak to Naruto again? If I do this, I am allowing him back into my life. I allow the tragic memories of yesterday to become engraved in my head. Allowing Naruto back in my life will never erase the pain I feel. And I know we both have to discuss yesterday's matters but… I don't know if I'm ready to do that now.

A tear fell down my cheek once I recalled the events of yesterday once more, all of it rushing at me in full detail. Thinking about it felt like the event was replaying all over again which caused more tears to fall down my cheeks. I remembered every dirty word Naruto whispered, every touch he gave my body, every dry laugh, every thrust. I remembered it all and I don't think I'm ready to address it just yet.

So, I decided to send Naruto texts instead of calling him, to reassure him that I was indeed okay. To a certain point anyway. I shot him three friendly texts which I know, will grant me the space that I yearn for.

Me- Hi, Naruto.

Me- I'm not really in the mood to chat right now. I just really need space. Don't worry, I'll be sure to talk to you later. I just have to take some time to think.

Me- You take care, Naruto.

I sent the three texts with a sigh, holding my phone securely in my hands. Once again, my teeth found my bottom lip and I bit due to the nerves I felt. I just hope I'll have the courage to talk to him, when the time, comes.

Days went by since the terrible incident with Naruto and now, I was starting to phase back into my normal routine. Of course, my father was pretty pissed about me staying out late that day but fortunately, he didn't ground me. He only gave me a warning which I was thankful for.

I was sure to take it easy on my legs since my lower area was pretty sore. Ever since the incident, my body has been under a lot of stress and has experienced mild damage. Even now, because it's been days since that tragic event, my body still has not healed properly just yet. So to help with the soreness, I tend to take long warm baths every single day to help with my problem, and slowly but surely, I can feel the difference. The bath treatments are really helping so much. I was thankful.

After the text I sent Naruto some days back, he hasn't texted or called me since which let me know, he was indeed, back to normal. He's back to his selfless, caring self. But because I haven't heard from Naruto in a week or so, I had time to think and now, I was ready to tell him the truth. He deserves to know what happened that day. Besides, it's the only way we can heal and move on. We have to man up and face this obstacle together.

I let out a sigh as I finished up making a small lunch for Hanabi, my little sister, who was busy watching her favorite TV show in the living room. Father was off to work as usual. I finished up making beef noodles and set the bowl they were held in on the kitchen table, for Hanabi.

I turned in her direction, quickly getting her attention, "Hanabi, the food's ready!" I announced and immediately I heard the TV shut off and little feet began to run towards my direction. My eleven-year-old sister skipped inside the grand kitchen and gasped once she saw her hot, steaming food ready for her. She looked up at me with her pretty lavender eyes, her short brown hair framing her face beautifully.

She smiled, "Thanks, big sis. I bet it's going to taste so delicious. I'm starving!" She exclaimed excitedly and walked up to the table, taking a seat and grabbing the fork I placed for her.

I smiled at my little sister's cheerful response and I moved over to her the best I could without limping which was very difficult. But, I managed to do it just enough so Hanabi didn't suspect anything.

I giggled, moving down to kiss her forehead which made her laugh. Such an action certainty brightened her spirits. I then rubbed her soft head gently, "I'm glad you like it. Come, eat up. I don't want you to be hungry." I encouraged and with that, I moved to walk away which seemed to sadden Hanabi. She whined as she saw me begin to leave, my body whipping back to face her.

I frowned, "What's the matter, Hanabi?" I asked curiously and I watched as she pouted, her shoulders slumping. She only wore a simple white onesie, which held bunny ears on the top of it. It was really cute, in my opinion. I on the other hand wore grey shorts with a blue tank top, black slippers covering my feet.

I stared back at my little sister from where she sat at the diner table, that same little pout rooted, on her lips. She crossed her arms, over her chest, "You're, leaving? I thought you were going to stay with me." She whined, begging me to stay but, unfortunately, I can't. I have serious business to take care of.

I sighed, quickly letting her know I was busy with something and I'll be back for her. She frowned upon that but allowed me to leave, my feet taking me out of the kitchen and through the living room to the stairs which was a painful process. I walked up the steps with great struggle, my pace super slow. Nothing but pain shot up my groin every time I pulled my leg up. But, I eventually made it upstairs and I limped my way towards my room, where I left my phone.

I opened the door to my bedroom and made sure to close it behind me, slowly moving to my dresser where I left my personal device. I don't know why, but during the days that's passed, the only person I thought of was…

Naruto.

Strangely enough, he was on my mind the entire time which had me confused. Why is he haunting my mind? Why is he constantly there? He raped me, for crying out loud. He lied, to me many times. But regardless of that, I thought about him. I thought about him, strongly.

No man, no guy, no boy, has ever entered my life so grand, so life-changing as he did. He was someone I will always, remember.

I couldn't help the smile that crossed my lips, my hands grabbing my phone from my nightstand and with that, I turned to sit down on my bed, to stay off of my feet and legs. It'll help with the healing process better.

Now with my phone, I slowly cut it on and entered inside, going straight to the call app. But once again, that queasy feeling came back over me. It was the same nerve-wracking feeling that made me reconsider calling Naruto the first time. Should I, really do this?

My answer this time wasn't no. But yes.

I have to do this. I want, to do this. I want to do this for Naruto's sake and, of course for mine. Calling Naruto and tackling the problem that's been haunting my thoughts, my dreams, my body will help, not harm.

I've gone through something very traumatic so, I know it's gonna take some time to overcome it. But the first step to do that is to confront the problem or help solve it. And the only way that will happen is by revealing the truth to Naruto.

My hands trembled, my grip on my phone tightly, my chest heaving as I searched for Naruto's name in my phone app. It didn't take long to find his name and once it did, I let out one last breath before quickly, pressing the button, bringing the device up to my ear in one stride.

I bit my lip as I listened to the phone dial, a countdown of some sort going off in my head.

Ding...

1..

Ding...

2..

Ding...

3..

The sound of my phone ringing went on and on until I finally, heard Naruto on the other line, a pant of some sort slipping from his mouth and entering my side. I was just about to open my mouth when he, spoke first.

Naruto- I'm sorry.

Naruto- Whatever I did to you. I'm so, so sorry, Hinata.

My heart sped up when I finally heard his voice. His voice didn't sound like that other night. It was warm but filled with hurt. He was hurt by all of this too. He was unaware of what he did to me. It was the alcoholic that he consumed that did this. He didn't mean any of it.

But, it doesn't matter, it happened. It has already happened and there's nothing that can take it back now. I sighed sadly at that and gripped my phone tighter, placing it directly on my ear.

I could hear small croaks and panic whispers on the other line from the hurt male. He was so torn, so confused, and of course, so heartbroken which made me very sad. I frowned even deeper by that.

I have to tell him. I know it'll break his heart even more but, I can't possibly leave him in the state he's in. It's not healthy. By the way, he spoke those words he said previously, he was confused and devastated. He clearly doesn't remember anything that went down and now he's suddenly bombarded with all of these things which makes me feel, terrible. Again I was torn.

I didn't know whether to be angry or comforting. Should I comfort him and try to help him with his problems or should I dismiss him and deal with my own? Clearly, I was facing things myself.

I can't walk straight. I'm no longer a virgin anymore. My virginity was taken by a male I met at a party. I've been raped. And I am only sixteen. My father doesn't know nor my sister. I just felt so alone, so terrible. Extremely, extremely terrible.

But something deep within me begged me to help Naruto out, to get him back on the right track again. Because if I do, I know he can finish the rest of the way. I know, he can. Maybe in the process, I'll get back on track too.

I sighed at that, thinking of something and finally, speaking to Naruto.

Me- Come over, Naruto.

Those words were the only words I breathed out. Everything in my body froze up and started to tremble at the thought of seeing him again but, it's been a week already and this situation needs to be spoken about, face to face. It's happened face to face so we both need this.

Silence erupted over us as I listened in on Naruto, noticing how his cries and pleads had stopped and only silence had taken over his side of the phone now which made me very worried. Did I.. say something wrong?

A great chill slowly begin to run up and down my spine which made me gulp, my legs jumping from where they hung off of the bed. It took some time but Naruto came back. But he was completely speechless.

Naruto- Hinata, I-I don't know. If I hurt you, I don't think I should be a-a-around you. Why would you still want me around a-after what I did to you?

His voice held desperation, pleading to know the truth and I wanted nothing more than to give it to him. Just not, right now.

I let out a breathless sign, deciding to try again.

Me- Naruto, we have to talk about this. But not, on the phone. The sooner we deal with it the better, okay. And, you deserve the truth. I just think it's better if we see, each other, again.

Naruto- ...

Naruto- Are you sure?

Me- Y-Yes..

Naruto- Well, I'm on, my way then.

A smile stretched across my face at the sound of that, a small blush forming on my pale cheeks. Yes, he's actually coming over. It was strange but, a little part of me, suddenly grew a little excited. I know I won't be seeing the drunk side of him anymore so now, I get to see the real him. The nice version of Naruto which was the side of him that I've been longing for.

My smile brightened and with that, I ended the call with a new feeling rushing through my body. Now, I was all for it. I am ready, to see Naruto.

After Hanabi was done eating her lunch, I managed to convince her to go up to her room while I occupied downstairs. She reluctantly complied, but she couldn't help but ask me if there was by any chance an extremely hot guy coming over behind Father's back. I blushed at how spot-on she was. But of course, I denied her.

"No, of course not! I just want to watch reality TV which means you can't watch!"

She giggled upon my answer and scurried on up the stairs, going to her room and closing the door behind her, doing what I ordered her to do. I sighed in relief at that and fell onto the couch in the living room, deciding to wait for Naruto there.

But as time passed by, I started to grow very nauseous. I felt tense, knowing Naruto was on his way to my home to see me. I bit down, on my trembling lip once more which now seemed to be a habit of mine. Was it, a good idea to see him again?

A part of me was scared but the other part of me wanted to see him. Because I know, he won't act violently towards me. Not without alcohol that is. Such a substance was nowhere in sight.

A few minutes passed of silent thinking, the clock in the room clicking soundly which oddly calmed me. The TV was shut off, the room was mighty quiet, I felt at peace. But that all changed when the sudden sound of the doorbell ring interrupted the silence. I gasped, my body jolting up so I was standing. But I regretted it when a sharp pain shot from my lower area, slightly halting me. I groaned at that but pushed myself forward, now wearing different clothing. Now, I wore something less revealing. For my sake anyway.

I wore long grey joggers with a black tee with a bra underneath. My hair was done up in a messy bun, only a few strands framing my cheeks and forehead. A silver, heart necklace was tied around my neck, falling down the front of my chest.

Quickly, I made my way towards the front door and I didn't waste time unlocking it, pushing the large door open. But once I did, I was immediately pulled into a large hug, a warm body engulfing my own. I squeaked out, startled by such an action. But I looked up to see Naruto, the blonde-haired male I have mixed emotions about before me, his body slightly trembling against mine. Naruto held me tightly to his body as relief flooded his mind, body, and soul, low whimpers escaping his mouth, "Oh kami. I thought.. Kami, I'm just so glad to see you, Hinata." He whispered over and over by my ear, his hands massaging my arms gently which made me feel safe within his clutches. I allowed myself to smile, ignoring the uncertainty I felt.

I moved my hands up and hugged Naruto back, wrapping them around his broad shoulders, reassuring his worried thoughts completely. He hummed in delight at that as I hugged him back, deepening the embrace.

This carried on for a while for we had to settle in the other one's embrace, to feel the other one's body. It felt so nice. But eventually, I broke the hug, leaning out of it to look up at Naruto again. But I immediately frowned when I caught sight of the bandages that were wrapped around his head securely, reminding me of when I hit him that one night.

Spotting my frown, he pouted, his eyes looking me over, "What is it, Hinata? What… do you have to tell me? I really, really want to know. It's been.. eating, at me. He informed me with his head bowing low, his hands slowly removing themselves from my body. He bit his lip to hold back from crying, his hands shoving themselves into his jogger's pockets, "I can't eat. I can't sleep. I can't even work. I have just been worried sick about you, Hinata."

I looked up at him as I listened to his words, my body missing the warmth he produced to my body in the hug. But that didn't matter now. What mattered was consoling myself and Naruto. I glanced up at the male who was looking away from me, his head directed upward. I blew out a deep breath. Well, here goes.

I blew out a deep breath before stepping out of the way, moving my hand and greeting him inside of my cozy home. I smiled faintly, at him, setting the mood a bit, "I know Naruto. I'll tell you everything. But first, you'll have to sit down, for this, Naruto.."

Naruto and I set ourselves down in the living room with a glass of cold water in hand. Naruto though was steadily gulping down his share, clearly parched. He groaned once he drank the water down, halfway, a sigh of content coming from his mouth, "Wow, thanks, Hinata. That really hit the spot." He informed happily with a smile which made me, smile, the discomfort I felt easing up a bit. Seeing Naruto now constantly reminded me of what he did to me. His voice reminded me of his drunken voice. It reminded me of the things he said. I couldnt get any of it out of my head. I can't get the feeling out of my head. That bittersweet feeling.

Something inside of me was calling out for Naruto once more and it was growing stronger the more his much brighter self spoke to me.

But he soon sighed, placing his glass on the small table in front of us. He then, turned to me from where he sat beside me and pouted, eyeing my down state in worry, "So, what exactly happened, that day Hinata? What, did I do.. to you?" He asked slowly, his blonde bangs flopping over his eyes, covering them. I looked back up at him and couldn't help but grow scared and hesitant. I didn't want him to spiral or grow depressed from this. But, he needs to know.

I lowered my head, placing my hands into my lap for comfort I blew out a deep breath, and with that, I finally told him, "Naruto, a lot happened on that day. In the beginning, everything was fine. We dined, we talked, we had fun at first. But it all changed when you began drinking. You ended up drinking way more than what you'd planned and because of that, you started to grow really weird at the restaurant. But like super weird. It made me very uncomfortable." I started off while he listened, his eyebrows shooting up at the mention of drinking. He gulped, his body tensing up. But he wanted, to know more, the deep curiousness flashing before his eyes entirely.

He leaned forward, eyeing me intently, "What, do you mean, I was acting weird? Did I, touch you?" He whispered out, proceeding with his question in caution.

But, I sighed, giving it to him straight this time.

I cleared my throat, folding my hands over my lap. I then clenched them together tightly, "W-W-Well, yes. You only rubbed my hand and said a few dirty things to me about my b-body but afterward, we left and you drove me away. I was a little scared of the idea of you driving drunk but.. as you can see, you did a good job at keeping us alive. But that's when, things got very scary, Naruto." I admitted with a very shaky voice. I turned to him to see the look on his face, my head lifting up.

I saw from where Naruto sat beside me on the couch, his blue eyes widen to the max, his teeth biting his bottom lip. He whimpered, "Sc-Scary, you say?" He whispered out shakily which seemed to be the only thing he could get out. I nodded at his question, shuddering a bit as I recalled the memories.

"Yes, Naruto. Instead of taking me home that night, you drove me to your home, claiming you wanted to make treats with me. Brownies, to be exact. But really you wanted something else." Right then and there, the courage I once had began to dissipate, slowly withering away, "A-A-And you got it, Naruto. You got, what you w-wanted." I whispered out, dragging it on once more, to keep me from saying such awful things. I hoped that Naruto could fill in the lines. It was already hard trying to forget it but now actually speaking out about what his drunken self has done to me was just too, painful.

I eyed the blonde-haired male closely as he processed my words, his serious blue eyes fixated on me. His right leg was jumping as he sat, his mind all over the place. I frowned at that, taking a look at his clothing while he thought my words over. He wore something chilled and relaxed like I did. He wore simple blue joggers with a white tee, white tennis shoes on his feet to match. But he still looked very attractive to me which made the situation even harder.

He looked away from me, his shoulders slumping, "What did I want, from you, Hinata? What did I do? Please, please tell me." He begged with hurt written all over his face, his patience running thin. He desperately wanted me to just say it. I saw now that he didn't want to read in between the lines.

I gasped in surprise by the sound of his pleads, his hands suddenly shooting out to clutch mine. It wasn't anything intimate but a friendly gesture to comfort me, to help me get through my story, my head bowing low. Well, this is it. I had to further encourage myself for this part and so with all the strength I could muster, I forced the words I was keeping within, out.

I turned to Naruto and clutched his hand tighter, staring deeply into his eyes and finally, speaking the painful words, "Naruto, you wanted me. You wanted my body. And, you tried so hard to get it. No matter how much I tried to resist, to fight, you overpowered me. I couldn't stop you." I sobbed lightly, "Naruto, you raped, me." I whispered out, finally spitting out the truth.

Silence erupted over the both of us as we just sat and processed the words I just, said. Both of us were highly affected by them.

Suddenly, Naruto released my hands and stood up, backing away from me in complete horror. He shook his head wildly, disbelief tainting his entire face. He then let out a loud whimper, "N-No. You're kidding! I would never do such a thing to you. I couldn't have. I haven't done anything like that before!" He yelled out on which I quickly shushed him, standing up from the couch quickly. I looked upstairs where my sister was located and listened in, only hearing her TV from her room which made me sigh. Good, she's kept herself busy.

I turned back to Naruto and pouted to see him begin to break down completely, tears forming in his eyes. His heart was completely shattered as he tried to recover from what he just heard, his sobs just keep growing louder and louder.

"I'm sorry, Hinata. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." Nothing but woeful sobs escaped Naruto's mouth as he tried to come to grasp the new information I told him. He was taking it hard and I understood completely. He went for a while not knowing what happened that day. I know he's so overwhelmed by all of this. I pouted.

I watched as Naruto then shook his head, moving back and taking a seat on the couch again, "I can't believe this. There's just, no way. I don't remember.. any of it." He whispered out to himself, one of his hands moving up to grip his blonde bangs, watching his bandaged-up injury. I frowned and moved forward, back towards him again, taking my seat as well. I sat down and turned my body to face him, grabbing both of his hands.

I smiled faintly at him and began to rub his knuckles, soothing him. He turned my way and sniffed, his blue eyes completely glossy. The look that he was giving me was a look I have never seen on him before. It was a depressing look, his features tightened extremely which only showed that the male wanted so badly to burst into tears. He was hurting.

But, I did all I could to reassure him, my body facing him fully, "Naruto, I know this hurts you. It hurts me, too. I know you feel guilty but, you shouldn't be. I know it wasn't your fault. I forgive you for it. The alcohol you consumed was what hurt us. So now, all we have to do now is keep our heads up and look towards the future. We have to, better over selves, that's all." I whispered out which made his eyes widen. He was listening very intently to my words and he agreed with them. I watched as a tiny smile stretched across his tan face by my inspiring words, his features lighting up a bit.

He sniffed, once more, "S-S-So, what you're saying is, I have to stop dr-drinking? To better myself, right?" He asked softly, a faint smile present on his lips still. I stared up at him deeply, lavender clashing with glossy blue. I squinted my eyes a bit, uncertain of how to answer his questions. If I said yes, would he be, offended? I know how he feels about his drinking and how he uses it for comfort and all but, in this case, it should be an eye-opener. He should want, to change.

And the sound of a small chuckle from him, reassured me, my head moving back up at him. His smile was bigger now, the tears he once shed slowly fading away. He waved his hand, making a playful noise with his lips, "All you had to do was say the word. I swear, I won't ever drink, another bottle of alcohol of any kind, again. I don't, want to hurt anyone. I don't, want to hurt you, ever again.." He whispered and turned to me, his body very close to my own. His voice was so sure but it ended off with a low whisper, his breathing increasing. Like, mine.

His stare was hypnotizing, a warm feeling overtaking my entire body which made me feel, good. The tension in the air seemed to let up by Naruto's promise. Hearing such words leave his lips reassured me, so much.

I stared up at the blonde male and watched as he slowly pulled up his hand forward, moving a piece of my hair from my cheeks, his fingers tucking the strand behind my right ear. I let out a breathless sign at that, his warm hand moving back down to caress my face. He sighed shakily, staring at me lovingly. It was a look that made me feel on top of the world. I never had a male look at me in so away.

My heart sped up quickly and at this point, all discomfort and fear erased completely from my body. Now, all I felt was warmth, excitement and..

Love.

What, is this feeling? It felt incredible.

Naruto smiled down at me, taking in every bit of my appearance. He was looking down at me with so much warmth. He was captivated by me. He then nodded his head to my cheek where his hand laid softly, unmoving. But, I wanted him, to do more.

He tilted his head, "Is it okay.. if I. do this?" He asked gently, asking me if his caressing was okay. I looked up at him as he steadily looked down at me, the room was completely silent around us but, we didn't care. We were too swept up in the other person's world to notice. At the moment, we only had our eyes on the other one, new feelings within taking a hold of us.

Reassuringly, for his sake, I smiled, nodding my midnight blue head, "Yes. You may." I whispered which brought a joyful smile to his face, his warm hand beginning to caress my pale face, sending pleasant jolts through my body.

I moaned softly at that which made him smile happily, his other hand moving to caress mines, now massaging my knuckles, "Hinata, I never, ever wanted to hurt you. I grew, to like you and, your positive personality. I found myself yearning to be around you. You make me better and more positive. Even now, you have helped me. Now, I won't drink anymore. I'll learn how to stay away until the addiction has completely worn off. And that way, I won't hurt you, anymore." He explained with a serious nod, revealing his devotion towards me which made my heart soar, my blushes growing deeper and much, darker. I couldn't believe my ears. All this time, the words Naruto just said were ones I always wanted to hear from him. Meeting up like this was a good idea, after all.

Our feelings for each other grew even more, regardless of what happened that horrible, horrible day. Now, it seems we've taken the next step. We stared longingly into each other's eyes as we sat facing each other on the living room couch within my living room.

Naruto smiled and leaned forward, watching as my blush grew all the way up to my ears. He laughed at that, his thumb caressing my cheek softly, "Aww, so cute." He whispered while inching up a bit more, my body remaining rooted in place. I was only allowing him to come closer. I didn't show it but, inside I was excited as hell. I didn't know how to contain myself.

He's going to kiss me.

And my thoughts were correct when he leaned in fully, his lips just barely touching my own. He breathed softly, eyeing me with his deep, ocean blue eyes which were something I wanted to swim in, to constantly look into.

Naruto nodded down to my lips, keeping his hand on my cheek still, "Hinata, are you okay, if I do.. this?" He asked and just like before I told the utmost truth, my want for him growing to the max.

I nodded with a smile on my face, my head leaning into his touch, accepting him, "Yes. Please, kiss me. Please Naruto, erase the pain away." I whispered out pleadingly, yearning for his touch, his love. And by my words, it instantly caught Naruto's eyebrows to rise up in shock. But he obliged right away. As soon as I said those words, his lips were planted warmly on mine, completely taking my breath away.

I groaned into the kiss and closed my eyes instantly, feeling his hand begin to caress my cheek again, heating the moment up even more. The kiss was filled with nothing but love and warmth, making us both feel better. Any worries we had were pushed to the back of our minds as we just shared this wonderful feeling with each other, we both basking in the other's presence.

Soon, Naruto began to move his body forward, my own body having no choice but to lie back onto the sofa couch, his body falling over my own. I complied with his wishes and laid down comfortably, his body moving so he wouldn't crush me. Our lips were still connected, we soon retreating for air. We both breathed rapidly as we just started down at each other, processing our actions. My cheeks were hot to the touch as I laid still on the couch, Naruto hovering over me on his hands and knees, his blonde bangs falling over me.

He then, shot me a happy smile, nodding, "Are you sure, you want to take our relationship up to this point? We don't have to rush. We could-" But before he could finish, I launched up and captured his lips again, engulfing his body with my arms, hugging his body dearly to my own. My actions revealed that I not only forgave him but I also wanted him to remain in my life. Naruto has changed mine so drastically. He has made me feel emotions I have never felt before and I cannot bear to not have him close. He groaned within the kiss I showered him with, my tongue slowly slithering inside his open mouth. Soon we begin to explore things, even more. Our tongues begin to play with the other which excited the both of us like none other, our lower areas slowly becoming stimulated.

Soon, we departed again and looked into each other's eyes, Naruto sending me a merry grin, "Well, I take that as a yes, then." He replied with a playful wink which made me giggle, my head nodding at that. Of course. I couldn't deny my feelings anymore. I couldn't deny my feelings, for him, anymore. I liked him, very much. And I couldn't stay away, from him. I need him. I want him.

The past was the past and now we were looking towards the future. Nothing was going to hold us back now. Absolutely nothing. So I, was very, satisfied with my answer. I now knew, what I wanted and I was happy with my choice.

I looked up at Naruto as I held my arms around his warm body, his eyes staring down at me. I smiled, nodding my head, confirming everything, "Yes Naruto. Let's take our relationship, further."

-Time skip-

2 Years later

-Now-

"Our relationship has been fantastic after our grand decision. We never spoke about that awful time and Naruto has stopped drinking. He hasn't even thought to do so ever again ever since that tragic time. We both are now happy."

I finished up my story with a small smile on my face, my body facing the nine people in the room, completely putting the past behind me. For good.

Even now, that I was happy with Naruto, the past was still there, haunting me. I needed some kind of therapy. I need a chance to get the thoughts that haunted me out of my head. It was healthy for me to constantly have such memories within my mind. So, I chose to actually sign up and get some help. So, here I am.

Naruto was all for my decision. He was the one that encouraged me to do so which made me happy that I did so. Telling my story, what I've been through to another set of ears was helpful. I didn't feel alone with my thoughts. Everyone was quiet as they just listened to the beginning and the end of my story, which happened two years ago. A lot's happened since then. A lot of positive events, love, and warmth that is all with Naruto. We now know each other like the back of our hands. We have made so many memories with each other. We hug, we kiss, we make love. And all of it has made me so very happy.

The same lady from before gave me applause which made everyone else do the same, making me feel better. Now that I spoke my past to the world, I felt, clear. I felt, accomplished. I was so grateful. I looked around and saw everyone holding smiles on their faces, sharing that they really love the happy ending to my, tragic story.

The black-haired lady smiled and lowered her hands, nodding proudly, "See? I knew you could do it. You, young lady, are an incredible person. You are so kind-hearted, so forgiving. If it was anyone else, they wouldn't have given this Naruto fellow a chance. He would've been thrown straight into prison." She acknowledged honestly which caused some people in the room to nod, agreeing with her statement. My body instantly grew cold at such a thought. Naruto, in jail? Oh, kami. The smile that once was on my face vanished and a frown instead replaced it. But my attention was soon granted again when the intelligent young lady, I have learned that goes by the name, Kurenai, spoke again.

She tilted her head at me, sending me a wide grin, one that showed how proud she was of me, "The answer as to why you fell in love with Naruto is clear. You, saw the good in him. You saw that he needed someone, that he needed you. By such a tragic event happening between the both of you, you have stirred Naruto in the right direction and you, have grown stronger as a person. You both found each other because you needed the other. The little meet-up at that party was not a coincidence, hun. It was fate." She explained profoundly, "You've experienced so much, and look where you are now. You're still standing so tall. You should be proud, hun. Because I sure am. I'm very proud of you." She iterated with a huge encouraging smile which made me also smile. I truly loved her words. Everyone around us began to agree, sharing their input about my story. They all gave me wonderful advice and even asked me questions about how Naruto was like now. I answered them all enthusiastically.

I let out a giggle once everything was said and done, making a few others giggle as well, "Oh thank you so much, everyone. I really, really needed this. Thank you all for listening. This really helped." I replied with a grateful smile, now happy and satisfied with all of this. It was a really, good idea coming here.

My heart was healed and I now was content with what happened that crazy day in my life. Now, I could move on with my life. No, I will not be haunted with bad dreams and stress. I am now free. Finally, free, at last.

I smiled, big and wide, my mind now thinking of my lovely boyfriend.

You were right, Naruto.

Thank you.