I'm On My Way. (Naruto Fanfiction)

Chapter Eleven

   The two friends sat in Naruto's basement, watching a movie that neither one of them actually paid attention to. Hinata's head laid against his chest, and she couldn't help but smile as Naruto ran his fingers through her his.
His fingers had her in a trance, as she realized just how much she enjoyed spending time with Naruto. They could be doing homework, so anything, and she'd have a smile on her face the entire time because she liked him so much.
Looking at him, as he looked at the movie, she wondered how someone could be so perfect.
  "I have an important question, Hime." Naruto said suddenly, finally looking into her lavender eyes, "What is it?" She asked, looking to his ocean blue eyes.

His cheeks blushed, and his heart began to beat faster. "Will you be my date to homecoming?" He asked shyly, and she nodded while her smile showcased cutely,
"Of course." Sighing in relief he said, "Thank Goodness. I thought you'd go with someone else."
"If you didn't ask me, I would've went with Sakura." She said honestly. Though he wasn't the first guy to ask her, he was the only guy she wanted to go with. He nodded with a smile.
"I wouldn't of went at all." She laughed, "As if you don't have plenty of girls who'd want to go with you." Hinata said while her hand ran through his messy hair.
  "I guess I do? But I only want to go with you, so why do they matter?"
"I guess they don't."

"You had guys ask you out too anyway, why am I any different?" He asked, and she blushed deeply while getting butterflies in her stomach. "B-because it's you. You make me happy, more confident, and feel ways I haven't before. That's why you're different."
He smiled, blushing. "And you make me blush like crazy." He said putting his face in the crook of her neck. She laughed as he did too.
"But really, you make me so happy, Hime."
He lightly kissed her neck, making her giggle a little from the way it tickled. Looking into her eyes for a moment, his hand cupped her chin, and she kissed his lips softly.

With their lips moving in sync, she felt his hands move to her waist where he pulled her on top of him, and as she straddled his waist, she got a good idea that made her blush.
Pulling away slightly, Naruto lightly tugged on her bottom lip, making a small smile come to her lips. Their eyes looked into each other's, and though his gaze his brought butterflies to her stomach, she brought her hand to his neck, before moving his head to the side, and kissing his flesh roughly.
Though she was thinking too much as she gave him a hickey, she thought of everything her friends had told her, and before she knew it he moaned into her ear. "Hinata."

Kissing back up from the base of his neck, she pulled away from him slightly, but before she could say anything, Naruto kissed her passionately. His tongue took the lead, before they both started to battle for dominance.
With her hands against his bruised neck, she felt as his started to move up from their spot against her hips. His touch brought a shiver to her spine, and before they got to her bra, he placed one of his hands at her lower back.
Flipping them over, so that she was underneath him, she continued to kiss his lips.
Her arms wrapped around his neck, and as his hands started to move back up towards her breast, he stopped abruptly, and pulled his lips away.

"I'm sorry, Hime." He apologized, about to move off of her. Grabbing his forearm, she shook her head with a small smile.
"N-no, don't be sorry."
"You sure?" She bit her lip, becoming slightly indecisive. "I mean I think." He laughed a little, "You can tell me no. I promise I'll stop if you want me to." She smiled slightly and nodded,
"I know. That's why we can keep going."
Without saying another word, his lips met her awaiting one, and they were back to the task at hand.

Everything was going fine, and as his lips left a red bruise against her neck, his hand started back up toward her breast, and she waited with anticipation, only for him to pull away again.
Hinata sighed deeply, "Do you hear that?"
He whispered, and she tried to listen for a moment, "No." She answered while cupping his face, and kissing his lips. His warm hand caressed her flesh, before it cupped her breast, forcing a soft moan to leave her lips. Their tongues moved sensually in each other's mouth moan left my lips, and as his hands started to unhook her bra.