Naruto smiled as he entered the bathroom. He knew what he had to do. Hinata had done this for him, so it was his responsibility. He noticed her by the toilet, about to throw up again. Everything but her hair was covered in vomit and he couldn't help but hold his breath as he approached her.

He held her hair behind her head as he realized she had forgotten to. When he did, she turned around and looked up at him, bluish white orbs reflecting pain. But as soon as she realized who it was, the pain turned to surprise, and then joy, excitement. He smiled at her.

"Hinata… why did you do this to yourself?" he asked her, shaking his head. Although it may have appeared he was disappointed, he wasn't. He knew why she had done it, and his question was rhetorical. She had a good reason, even if she went about it the wrong way.

"Naruto-kun!?" The raspy words escaped her lips. She seemed to think for a moment before attempting to speak again. "I…"

"It's okay," Naruto smiled. He knew what she wanted to say. She had drunk so much to say it. He knew though. He pulled a hanky from his back pocket and rubbed it over her mouth. There was puke laying dormant around it. "Kiba told me…"

Hinata's eyes shied from his and she turned her head. Was she ashamed of what she had done? Was she embarrassed that he now knew?

"I said it's okay," Naruto smiled brightly, sticking his index finger under her chin and pulling her face to him. "But this isn't the Hinata that I know… I like the real Hinata…" He spoke nothing more than the truth. He did like her.

"Really!?" Hinata hiccupped and burped simultaneously.

"Hai," Naruto grinned. "Let's get you home and cleaned up."

Hinata nodded and he took the sign as he threw her arm over his shoulder and stood up slowly. He moved at a snail's pace in an attempt to keep from upsetting her stomach more.

In just over five minutes, Naruto had guided her outside. She squeezed his shoulder lightly when the reached the cool air and he turned to her.

"What is it… daijoubu ka?" he asked, smiling. Hinata's face broke from a smile to a frown as she fell in front of him, tossing her cookies into the bushes. Naruto bent down, still smiling, and not even slightly grossed out by the scene as he dabbed her mouth with the hanky again. Even when she was sick and drunk, she was beautiful.

"Well shall we continue to the Hyuuga estate?" Naruto asked acting playfully as he helped her back to her feet. She nodded as he did so and he picked up his pace as she picked up hers. It seemed she was feeling a little better.

After almost an hour, they found Hinata's house. Naruto had heard Hiashi was out of the village for the time being and it made it much easier as she let himself into the house and to Hinata's bathroom.

"Stay here," he commanded as he left. He searched through her room and found clothes she could wear to bed. He then moved to the kitchen and swiftly got her a glass of water. Lastly, he found a washcloth and brought it with him as well.

"This might be weird," he said, secretly dreading what he had to do. He could hardly keep his member down when he just looked at Hinata, let alone with what he had to do. "But you are covered in puke and I don't want the Hyuuga heir waking up like that tomorrow."

He wiped her face clean. That was the easy part. He then did her neck; another simple area. He rinsed the rag before moving to her legs, stopping at her knees and warranting a small giggle. She was definitely feeling better.

"You should do your chest and thighs…" Naruto blushed. He couldn't bare do that. He was already feeling pressure from his little friend. "Will you be okay if I leave you in here to clean the rest of yourself up and change?" Hinata shook her head no, and Naruto's mind flashed to Hiashi and Neji murdering him.

She began to wipe herself but failed and handed the rag back to Naruto.

"Please," she pleaded as she removed her shirt. Her bra was white and large, not revealing much, but it still shocked Naruto. His buddy flinched at the sight and he smiled nervously.

"O… okay…" Naruto stuttered. His face could hardly constitute a smile, or a frown, or even surprise. In fact, the muscles tightened in such an odd way that there is no word for it.

He began to wipe her arms, then her stomach and back. He could not do her chest or much more of her legs. It would be improper.

"Okay… I'll turn around," he said as he handed her the rag back, "You change and wipe your privates. I promise I won't leave though." Hinata nodded and began to undo her bra before he turned around. He immediately covered his eyes in shock and turned around, still keeping his face in his hands.

What was she thinking? He could've seen something. His buddy would never be able to handle that without popping right up. He couldn't take advantage of her though. He liked her, and he wasn't that kind of guy.

"Tap me on the shoulder when you're done…" Naruto informed her. He didn't want to accidently turn around and see her. She was still drunk though; what if she had him turn around when she was naked? What would he do then?

He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around. When he noticed she was fully clothed he hugged her in relief. However, he soon realized how inappropriate that was and lifted her that way, making it seem like that was his intention from the start.

He carried her to the bed and tucked her in neatly. He put a rag on her head and the water on her nightstand. She would be comfortable; he would make sure of that.

"Just go to sleep now," he said sweetly. "Leave everything else to me." He put his hand in her hair. He stroked it lightly, hoping it would help her fall asleep. He had a lot of work to do once she fell asleep. When she closed her eyes, and he breathing became like clockwork Naruto moved.

He wiped up the bathroom and everywhere else he had been. He even tossed her dirty clothes in the washer, then waited and tossed them in the dryer. He was exhausted when he finally finished.

He had one final thing to do though. He went back to Hinata's room and kissed her on the forehead.

"Tomorrow," he whispered almost silently. "Tomorrow I'll kiss you for real."

He then hurried home, being sure to lock their door. When he made it home he showered and fell on his bed, collapsed. He looked to the clock once as he drifted off to sleep: 6:37.

It seemed like seconds before someone was pounding on his door. He looked the clock again: 3:19. He had slept later than he ever had before. When he pulled himself out of bed and made it to the door he opened it slowly.

There, standing at his door, cleaned up, and in a summer sundress, was Hyuuga Hinata. She smiled at him as his mouth dropped. His mind blanked as he fell backwards and lost consciousness.