This is my first fanfiction story! I'm so excited!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto (If I did why would I be on fanfiction?) I also don't own Love Potion Number Nine by the Searchers or anything else. But I do happen to have a very fine HB 2 Ticonderoga pencil.

I flipped another hamburger absent-mindedly. I was wearing an apron that said "Grill Master" on it.

"Aw, c'mon baby. Don't go out on me!" I bent over and blew on the coals; sparks flew up and the fire came back to life...kind of.

The endless chatter and outbursts of laughter drifted from the house along with the fast beat of music. How had I ended up with hamburger flipping duty? I took a sip of my rum and coke and thought back a little ways.

Well. Let's see, after the football game, Sakura and Ino dragged me to this party. Once inside the mansion where the party was being held, Ino had gone to dance with some random guy. Not long after, Sakura went to find Sasuke, leaving me by myself. Growing tired of the earsplitting music, I wandered outside where I found Kiba, one of the football players, at the grill.

"Hey Piñata!"

"It's Hinata."

"Right, right! How's life?"

"Oh, fine. Congratulations on winning the game."

"Aw, it was nothing. Suna was doomed from the beginning...hey, do you like grilling things? You wanna take over here?"

"Sure." How could I say no? I had nothing else to do.

"Sweet! Here's the spatula...and this apron dealio...and I'm off to par-taaaay!" Kiba bounded towards the glass double doors that lead inside. He stopped and turned around. "Uh. Hinata. Have you seen Ino?"

"She was dancing last I saw her."

"Gotcha." He snapped his fingers at me. "Later."

So that's how I ended up on my own. I took a sip of the rum and coke I acquired somewhere along the way.

"Flippin' burgers on the grill, like a G6. When we grill we do it right..." I sang softly. My mind began to wander to a certain blonde.

I'd known Naruto in high school; we were friends. When I learned that he was going to the same college as me, University of Konoha, I had been ecstatic—still am. But Naruto had been working so hard, keeping up grades and working multiple jobs to pay for college, that I had hardly seen him since high school graduation. Then he joined the football team and never got to talk to him. It sucked. He was my main reason—scratch that, my only reason for going to every single football game.

The smell of burning beef and the sound of a door opening made me snap out of it.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!" I winced at the charred burgers. Well, shit. There go Kiba's burgers. Just...shit. Shit, shit-

"Ah, that's a problem."

"EH!" I jumped and whipped around. Naruto was standing less than a foot away from me. The proximity made my heart rate quicken to a 100 miles an hour. Well, actually your heart would be going beats not hours. And if it was going 100 beats per hour I'd be dead. Shut up brain! Shut up! "H-hello Naruto." Damn stutter.

"Hey, Hinata. I see you're burning hamburgers." Naruto said jovially.

"Uh. Well, n-not on purpose. I apologize!"

"I'm just teasing you Hinata!" Naruto gently took the metal spatula from my hand and began removing the burned burgers and putting fresh ones on. "Let's start over, shall we?"

Was I in heaven? Cause I didn't remember dying. "You did a really good job in the game." I said, trying to act casual and taking a sip from my drink.

"Heh. Thanks. I saw you in the stadium. Left side? Two rows up. I didn't know you were one for cheering like that." Naruto chuckled.

I blushed. Out of the hundreds of people at the game, Naruto saw me? Maybe I had choked on the smoke while grilling and really had died. It's possible.

"You're always at the football games. I bet you're Konoha's biggest fan."

"Oh I don't know about Konoha's biggest fan." I laughed. Naruto looked at me and smiled. Then chuckled. Soon we were both laughing uncontrollably.

"Ha! Haha! Ehehehe! What's," I gasped for breath, "so funny?"

"I don't know!" Naruto crowed. We lapsed into silence. "You have a really pretty laugh, you know?"

"Naruto! What are you drinking?" I giggled and tried to read the label on his beer. It was a bit blurry for some reason.

"Hinata, more like what are you drinking?"

"Love potion number niiiiiiine" I sang, lifting my arms up and twirling in a circle.

Naruto smiled. "You are drunk."

"Shhhh!" I put my finger against Naruto's lips. "Shhhh. If my dad ever found out I got drunk when I was supposed to be studying, he would fuh-reak out!" I laughed. "Let's dance! I don't care if I'm the Grill Master, forget the damn burgers!" I took Naruto's hands and spun us in a circle. "Ugh. My head!" Okay. Too much spinning wasn't such a hot idea. I opted for resting my head on Naruto's shoulder and swaying back and forth. Naruto put his hands on my hips and swayed with me.

"I've never danced with anyone before..." I mumbled.

"Seriously? Not even at the prom in high school?"

"Nah. I was the loser who came alone and ate all the Doritos at the snack table."

"I would've asked you to dance... but I got the flu and had to stay home."

"I remember that."

"All the guys were stupid not to ask you to dance."

"S'okay." You're dancing with me now." I smiled into his shirt.

"Hey, Hinata?"

"Yeah?" I lifted my head and looked up at him. He bent his head down and our lips met. It was a simple kiss. But it was better and sweeter than anything I ever could've imagined.

Inside the music pulsed and the people crowded, but outside it was just us. The stars shined up above and a gentle breeze ruffled my hair. Naruto's hands were on my waist and my arms were around his neck. And Naruto was kissing me gently on the lips.

I was totally in heaven.

well? Did you hate it? Did you like it? I appreciate any comment you may have! Criticism too. I apologize for any grammatical errors.

Thanks so much for reading! Cheerio

~Harri The Celery