A/N: Because I'm not over my genderbent!Hinata phase! So have this College Party AU, featuring SexyBeast!Hinata, theFriendWithTheBooze!Kiba, DesignatedDriver!Shino, Oblivious!Naruko, and more!

This is reposted from my other account, changingpennamesisweird. I am planning to delete the account, and this is the only story that I feel is worth continuing among those I have published under that name.

"Hinata-senpai, happy birthday! Please accept these cinnamon rolls I made for you!"

"Please take these chocolates - they're handmade!"

"Hinata-senpai! Happy birthday! Please go out to dinner with me!"

"Kyaa~! It's Hinata-senpai!"

"Oh my god he's with Neji-senpai!"

"They're so handsome!"

Hinata blinked slowly, trying to take in the scene of so many girls shoving boxes of homemade pastries and sweets into his hands. "A-ano, thank you very much for remembering my birthday, Kimura-san, Sato-san, Nishimura-san…"

Being the pushover that he was, Hinata had no choice but to accept the gifts, and by 11 AM, his locker was so full of boxes of baked goods and sweets and whatnot that he could no longer close the door. Shino and Kiba found him bracing himself against the door in an attempt to shut it, and after much effort, Hinata managed to lock the damned thing.

Kiba whisted. "Damn, that is a lot of cinnamon rolls, man. Just give 'em away - there's no way you can eat all of them."

"It would have been more practical for you to decline them." Shino observed. "This is because you are not even acquainted with half of the girls who gave you the gifts."

"I c-can't just reject them." Hinata wheezed. "They put in a lot of thought for these gifts, and I know how hurtful it can be for someone to reject you without even giving you a chance." He straightened up, and gave his friends a small smile. "Perhaps we can serve them at the party later?"

Shino considered his suggestion, and gave a small nod. "Aa. That seems practical. Although a quality test might be in order."

"Someone might be trying to sneak a love serum or potion into your cinnamon rolls again." snickered Kiba.

"That was four months ago - will you please let that go?!"

"Happy birthday, Hinata." Shikamaru drawled, as he lazily plopped down into his seat at the lunch table.

"Yeah, happy birthday!" Chouji chimed in, bringing out his (very large) bento. "I remembered how much you liked my mom's cinnamon rolls, so I asked her to make you some. Here you go!"

A large box was deposited in front of Hinata, much to his dismay. Kiba burst out laughing. "Man, you should just bring all that food to your car - nothing's going to fit in your locker anymore."

"That is the fifth box of cinnamon rolls Hinata has received today, Chouji." Shino stated.

Chouji sweatdropped. "Did all your fangirls stalk you to find out that your favorite food is cinnamon rolls, and decide to make them for your birthday?"

"They didn't stalk him, they asked. Hinata was just stupid enough to answer." Shikamaru yawned.

"It's quite alright, really - we can just serve them at the party later. You guys are going, aren't you?"

"Yes, Hinata, since you're our best friend, we're going to go to your super lame party tonight." Kiba sighed. "I mean, seriously, who throws a party without even just a drop of booze?!"

"I believe that Hinata's decision not to serve alcohol is well-informed. Why? One, wasted college kids are generally considered to be bad home decor. Two, Lee was invited to the party. Three -"

"I can bring the booze!"

"Yeah, but Lee, Kiba."

"Come on, I'm sure between the five of us we can keep him away from the punch! It'll be awesome! Besides, your dad and your sister are going to be all the way in Kyoto for the next two weeks, so it'll be no sweat!"

"Kiba, I really don't think we need alcohol to have fun." Hinata said firmly. "I already agreed to club music and pizza and everything, so please, will you give it a rest?"

Kiba pouted. "Fine, then, have it your way."

"Yes, he will. It is his birthday, after all." Shino pointed out flatly.

He stuck out his tongue at Shino, and grumbled into his lunch. However, unbeknownst to the others at the table, Kiba was already hatching a plan to spike the punch later that night.

Wow, Naruko thought, as she got off Sakura's car and stared at the largest house she had ever seen in her life. It was built in the contemporary Western style, with white walls, large windows, and plenty of straight lines. A lot of cars were parked out in the street in front, and from she could feel the thump thump of the bass from the music playing inside the house.

"Wow, right? Hinata's family sure is loaded." Her best friend said from behind her, slamming her car door closed and locking it. "So - you ready to party hard and charm your way into the birthday boy's pants?"

"Hell yeah I'm ready to party! And God, Sakura, this is Hinata we're talking about. Stop making things all perverted and junk."

Of course she was ready - she spent a whole hour trying to figure out what to wear for Hinata's party. Usually Naruko didn't give a fuck about what anyone thought about her, but for some reason, her heart began beating just a little bit faster whenever she looked back at the day Hinata had shyly invited her to his birthday party, and it refused to allow her to go to the damn thing looking like a layabout. Skintight was never really her style - too restricting! - but she had to say, her ass looked great in the orange sweetheart minidress she had found in the department store last week. Unfortunately, after having spent so much time deciding what dress to wear, she had less than five minutes for hair and make-up before Sakura arrived to pick her up, and had to make do with a really rough braid. Still, though, Ino said she didn't look "half-bad", which counts for something.

The three of them walked up to the door, which was suddenly flung open before they could even knock. "Ino!" the cute brunette who opened the door for them yelled over the noise. "Do you have it?"

"Don't worry, Kiba, I got it." Ino said, rolling her eyes and handing over a large paper bag. Naruko did a double take. That was Kiba?! Whoah. He looked way different without the jacket. He cleaned up nice, for a guy who was so rough around the edges.

"Thanks." he shouted back with a cheeky grin. "Come on in, ladies - Hinata's in the living room getting swamped by his fangirls if you wanna go say hi." He dashed off, leaving the three girls to push their way into the living room through the mass of bodies dancing to Get Lucky.

"Why are there so many people?!" Sakura shouted over the din. "I didn't think Hinata could even conceive of having so many people in his house, with such loud music too!"

"Exactly - Obviously it wasn't Hinata's idea!" Ino called back. "I bet he doesn't even know half the people here right now!"

They finally made it to the living room. Hinata sat on a couch in the middle, looking quite panicked as a veritable crowd of girls surrounded him, all shouting out birthday greetings, confessions of love, and intentions to have his baby.

"Look at him, the poor baby." Ino said darkly, as apparently one of the girls said something completely outlandish, and Hinata's cheeks reddened faster than you can say "Happy Birthday, Hinata-kun!" "I am going to kill Kiba - this entire thing just reeks of him!"

Naruko looked on, fascinated by the way the red spread out from his cheeks, down his neck, and faintly dusted the clavicles that peeked out of the black V-neck that he was wearing - hot damn Hinata has a nice body. When did that happen?!

"He's always been that muscled - you could just never see it under that hoodie." Sakura smirked. Naruko winced. Sakura always did know when her thoughts began to stray towards the not-so-innocent when it came to Hinata.

"Stop being so perverted, Sakura!" she threw back, hoping to God it sounded as nonchalant as it did in her head. "I wasn't thinking about Hinata's body - that's disgusting. I just felt sorry for the guy; he's obviously far out of his comfort zone today." she continued, nodding towards Hinata. He now looked slightly green as Miyazaki - one of the sophomore girls who would not quit at flirting with Hinata - apparently tried to guide his hand under her skirt. Naruko froze, and her mind blanked out as she watched Hinata's slender hand disappear into that slut Miyazaki's skirt.

And it promptly rebooted when Hinata snatched his hand back, and stuttered out some lame excuse about seeing to the food, and escaped into the kitchen.

Behind her, Ino smirked at Sakura, and reached up for a high five.

Everything is going according to plan!

Oh no. He should not have listened to Kiba. No, nope, never in a million years would he ever agree to one of Kiba's little plots ever again. He said that he wouldn't invite any more than 20 people to the party, but there must've been fifty or more in his living room alone! There was even more people out on the lawn, and if the movies were anything to go by, there would be a couple having sex in the upstairs bathroom.

He shuddered, and downed his cup of punch. Thank God he had managed to lock his room, along with Hanabi's, Neji's, and Father's, before everyone arrived. Otherwise he would be so. Dead. And the girls - he knew they were… forward… when it came to their attentions to him, but this was just taking it too far! Miyazaki-san had been holding his hand, for crying out loud. And she was bringing it up her skirt too!

Kiba would be all over that kind of action, he knew. He, however, was not that kind of guy. No, he completely did not enjoy being able to grope a girl's ( supple!) thigh, no. It just wasn't respectful. Especially since he didn't like Miyazaki-san, or any one of those girls out there! No, he definitely did not -

He groaned. Who was he kidding? He did enjoy it - what normal just-out-of-his-teens guy wouldn't? It was flattering to know that so many girls found him attractive, and while usually their attention made him feel awkward, seeing as he couldn't return it in that way, tonight he sort of did enjoy it. It's not like he was dating Naruko, after all - she had rejected him when he confessed a year ago! He had no reason to feel like accepting attention from other girls was in any way akin to infidelity. He could flirt with any girl he wanted!

The thought was liberating.

This punch tasted really good. He poured himself another cup, downed it, pulled out his phone, and dialled the pizza delivery place. More pizza was going to be required if he had to feed all of the people who turned up. The sweets he'd received from all his fangirls that morning wasn't going to feed a hundred people, for God's sake.

Meanwhile, Kiba fled the scene of the crime, intending to dispose of the evidence of his spiking the punch in the neighbor's trashbin. He couldn't stop grinning to himself as he remembered the sheer amount of the punch Hinata had guzzled in under five minutes. God, this party was going to be so much fun!

Naruko was nursing her third glass of punch as she stared at the makeshift dance floor Hinata and the boys had set up in the middle of his (huge!) living room. Strobe lights flashed blue and red as she watched Hinata dance with yet another girl - honestly, who knew how much game the guy actually had on the dance floor? And damn - the look in his eyes when he looked over just now - it sent shivers down Naruko's spine. All that muscle under that tight shirt didn't help either.

"Stop ogling Hinata's ass and just dance with him." Ino said crossly. "Your moping is ruining the party for me."

"I can't dance with him like that, Ino, he's just a friend!"

The skank was now feeling up his chest as they moved to the beat of the music. Hinata smirked, and put his own hands on her lower back, dangerously close to her ass. Naruko's grip on her punch glass tightened.

"A 'friend' who is totally jealous of the random chick dancing with him! Will you ever stop denying that you're attracted to Hinata?"

Naruko gritted her teeth. That was exactly the problem, wasn't it? She was attracted to Hinata Hyuuga, the hottest guy in their college. Sasuke was disqualified, on account of his ginormous ego. Hinata, though, was sweet, caring, good-looking, considerate… everything you could want in a guy, really, wrapped up in a ribbon of crippling social anxiety. This just tripled his appeal - the way he still blushed whenever a fangirl jumped out of a corner to glomp him, even after three fangirl-ridden years in college, was so fucking cute.

Normally, Naruko was the kind of girl who stopped at nothing to get her way, but unfortunately, she had shot herself in the foot on this case over a year ago. She was too stupid to realize just how great Hinata is last year, too busy chasing after a relationship-that-wasn't-really-one with Sasuke. Hinata had confessed to her, and asked her out on a date, tripping and stammering over his words adorably. She had been too stupid to see it for it was, though, and was successful at putting her future self firmly into the friend-zone when it came to Hinata. After all, no guy would want to waste their time with a girl who had already rejected them, right? Right?!

"Wait, is she -"

Naruko looked up just in time to see the girl kiss Hinata. All his blood rushed to his face immediately, as expected. Unexpectedly, though, he wasn't pushing her away.

He wasn't pushing her away.

They were still kissing -

Okay, they're not kissing, they're making out. Her head spun, and she almost threw up right there. "Um, guys, I hafta go to the washroom." she announced, looking away resolutely.

"Right. I - I'll go with you." Sakura said.

Naruko waved her off. "I can do just fine by m'self, Sakura. Go on and talk about how Hinata just kissed that slut, and how I kind of want to smash her face in because I saw. I know you and Ino wanna do that. So go on right ahead and talk all you want while I'm gone - I'm not really sure I wanna hear that."

Huh. Was she really supposed to say that? Whatever. She tottered to the general direction of the restroom - thank God she decided to wear flats instead of heels that evening - leaving Ino and Sakura to gossip about that slut stealing her man.

Inwardly, Naruko fumed. All those fangirls ever wanted from him was his looks, his name, and his money! Hinata is a really nice guy - he doesn't deserve that kind of relationship. As she stumbled into the bathroom - the reflection from the mirror blinding her a bit - she resolved to do everything she could to weed out any and all gold diggers and shallow fangirls. Although she no longer had a shot at being his girlfriend, that didn't mean Hinata had to settle for any of these dumb bitches.

This is his first kiss.

Hinata had no idea what he was doing, but Sato-san felt like she was enjoying it. If this was all there was to it, though, Hinata had no idea why people kept going on –

Is that her tongue?

Oh god it is.

He could feel her tongue pushing at his lips, and he obliged Sato yet again by opening his mouth. Then her tongue was in his mouth, swiping at his own and doing things –

Oh.

He was just getting into the kiss when he heard a group of girls screeching somewhere from the side, and suddenly someone ripped Sato away from him.

"You bitch!"

"How dare you take advantage of Hinata-kun's kindness!"

"He was only dancing with you out of pity!"

"She took his first kiss!"

The situation rapidly devolved into a catfight, but Hinata was too dazed to play peacemaker. Vaguely, he felt someone take his elbow and lead him to another room, but his head was spinning and he couldn't really make sense of where he was or where he was going until Shino – oh, it was Shino? – sat him down on one of the stools in the kitchen.

"Ah, it's you, Shino! What happened back there? Why were they fighting?"

"Sakura is resolving the fight in the living room." Shino bustled around the kitchen, yanking a cup out of the cupboard and pouring himself a glass of punch. Hinata snickered – who knew Shino could appear so… domestic?

"What's funny?" his friend asked, while sipping his punch. Hinata laughed harder.

"I knew it." Shino sighed. "Kiba's spiked the punch."

"Spiked the punch? What do you mean? Has he put spikes in the punch?"

"Hinata, how much punch have you drunk tonight?"

"I've had, oh I don't know, five glasses, maybe? The punch is really good. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy. Mind pouring me a cup too?"

Shino sighed again. "Hinata, I think you've had too much punch. Maybe you should go upstairs and lie down –"

"No! The pizza hasn't arrived yet! And my cake! Who goes to bed on their birthday without eating cake!?"

Just then, the doorbell rang, and someone shouted that it was the pizza and asked who the hell was going to pay for twenty boxes of pizza.

"Oh, the pizza! I'll go pay for it."

"But Hinata –"

Hinata ignored Shino and walked out to receive the delivery of pizza. After paying for it, he and Shikamaru went to put the pizzas on the buffet table they'd set up earlier, and Chouji went on to tell people that the pizza was here and they could eat if they wanted to. Hinata got himself a couple of slices, along with some wings and punch, and escaped out onto the porch to avoid Shino. Too much punch, his ass.

"Hey Hinata-kun!"

He looked up, and saw Miyazaki smiling flirtily at him. He smirked. "Hey Miyazaki."

She looked taken aback at first – Hinata never dropped honorifics – and then promptly turned pink, red, puce, and then fainted.

Maybe she drank too much punch?

Hinata shrugged, and went on eating his pizza.

"He is literally drop-dead gorgeous. He just smiled at Miyazaki, and she fainted. Everyone knows he's into you, Naruko, so why aren't you tapping that?"

Naruko groaned. Not this again. Seriously, Ino was being delusional. Hinata could have any girl he wanted, and he most definitely would not want a girl who has already shot him down. Guys move on quickly, right?

"Ino, Hinata and I are just friends." She said firmly.

"Yeah, you guys are just friends, who happen to be into each other. What the hell is stopping you from being together?"

"I rejected him, okay, Sakura? He confessed to me last year, but I was still hung up on Sasuke so I rejected him. I wish I hadn't, but that's what happened, and he's moved on. So nothing is going to happen between us anymore, even if I really, really like him now." Naruko blurted out.

"Really, really like who?" A smooth voice said from behind her.

"You, Hinata, so you guys should totally hook up." Sakura said bluntly. Ino nodded.

Naruko was speechless. What is wrong with her friends?!

Hinata just chucked – that laugh sent a wave of heat straight down the pit of her stomach – and took her hand. "It's lucky that you like me, then, because I was going to steal you from your friends to dance with you."

He led her out to the dance floor and began to move with the music, eyes never leaving hers. There was something in there that, coupled with the way he was moving against her, and the way his skin shone with sweat from all the dancing, and that damned shirt , slowly began to cut off all the higher functions in her brain.

He snaked his hands around her, pulled her towards him and buried his nose into the crook of her neck.

"You know, I've waited a long time to hold you like this." He inhaled, and groaned. "God, you smell good."

Before she knew it, her arms were hooked behind his neck, his body was pressed against hers, and he was kissing her. She froze from the shock, but she felt his tongue swipe across her lips, asking for entrance, and it just felt so good she moaned – and his tongue slipped in, and was stroking her tongue and exploring the rest of her mouth and –

There was a crash from behind them, and a lot of shouting.

"That wasn't a challenge, Lee! I don't want to fight you!"

"Rrreallyyy, Neshi? Yer my eternal rival… of coursh you want to fight me! Don't tell me yer chickening out?"

"No, I'm not – it's just that you're drunk and clearly not thinking straight! Lee! Not the furniture!"

"Who spiked the punch?"

"Who let Lee into the spiked punch?!"

Hinata jerked away from her. "Spiked punch – I'm going to kill Kiba!" he growled. "I'm sorry, Naruko, but I'll have to sort this out."

"O-okay." She panted. "But you'll come back right after, right?"

Hinata blinked, and then flushed. "Naruko… I think I'm drunk. I don't know what I'm doing, so it might be for the best if you left now."

"But –"

"Hinata is correct." Shino stepped in. "Shikamaru and I will facilitate the dispersal of the guests, Hinata. Please see to Lee; I believe Neji may need assistance." Hinata nodded, a look of relief washing over his face. "Naruko, who was driving when you came here?"

"S-sakura was, but I think she had just as much punch as I did. Did Kiba really spike the punch?"

"I'm afraid so. It will be safer if Sakura left her car here instead. I will drive you home."

Naruko was in shock throughout the car ride home. Ino had thrown up (thankfully in the street, not in Shino's car) and both she and Sakura were now passed out in the backseat. She, however, couldn't stop thinking about the feeling of Hinata's lips pressed against hers, and the feeling of his very warm hands sliding down her back and onto her bottom, and the way he had nipped her bottom lip just so –

But she could also not forget the look of absolute relief written all over Hinata's face when Shino stepped in. Why? Was kissing her so terrible that he was grateful for an interruption? No way, the kiss was beyond awesome, and there is absolutely no chance that Hinata didn't feel the spark there. So did he regret having the kiss with her? Maybe he's in love with someone else now, and had only used Naruko as a substitute of sorts?

They dropped off Sakura and Ino at their flat, and then she and Shino were alone. By the time they pulled up next to her apartment, she finally screwed up the courage to ask him.

"Shino."

"Aa?"

She fiddled with her fingers, and clenched her hands. "You're friends with Hinata, right?" she began cautiously.

"Aa."

"Well, do you know if he's in love with someone right now? I know that this is really personal, and if you don't want to answer it's fine-"

"Yes, he is." Shino cut her off.

Naruko hung her head.

"Oh. Okay then. Thank you for clearing that up, Shino." She opened the door, and clambered onto the street. "Thank you for bringing me home."

Shino regarded impassively behind those dark glasses, and then nodded. "You're welcome. Good night, Naruko."

A/N: Please drop me a line to tell me what you think! All reviews are appreciated!