T-the plane," she murmured."Sasuke

T-the plane," she murmured.

"Sasuke can handle it," he said taking another step closer, "Now answer the question."

"I-I'm not avoiding you," she lied.

"Liar."

"N-no, I'm not," she insisted, silently hoping he would drop it.

He sighed. "Is this about me overhearing you in Hong Kong?"

Her shoulders wilted like a flower exposed too much heat and not enough rain. She bit her lower lip as her eyes dropped to the floor. "I should see to the passengers," she mumbled but didn't move.

"Pilots do it too," he said gently.

She glanced up quickly and then went back to staring at her shoes. But she could feel the faint stirrings of curiosity nipping at her body like a puppy seeking attention. "Do what?"

"Talk about the people we fly with."

Her lavender eyes widened. "I think I should see to the passengers," she said more firmly, this time she tried to move past him. His arm caught her around the waist and spun her around. Her gloved hands fisted in his jacket trying to push him away. She already knew what he was going to say and knew she didn't want to hear it.

"Let me go!"

"Wait," he said, "let me finish."

"No," she said trying to push him back when he leaned closer. He was close enough that she could feel his soft bangs brushing against her skin. She closed her eyes in mortification. She could already tell that her face was bright red from his proximity. She probably made the whole plane looked like a bright red cherry in the sky.

"Please Hinata," he said softly, "let me finish."

One eye peaked open. To her surprise, Naruto was blushing. His tanned cheeks held a faint pink tint. Her struggles ceased.

He smiled, head ducking bashfully like a schoolboy at recess, "I always said that I thought you were the prettiest."

Hinata's face went neon red. "R-really?"

He nodded. "I wanted to tell you when we landed, but you took off before I could catch you."

She shrugged slightly, "I was embarrassed," she confessed.

"I was happy," he grinned. He was closer now. Lips just inches away from her own. Hinata felt her heart racing so quickly in her chest. She worried that her heart might fly away so fast that it would beat the plane to New York.

"Naru-"

And then he kissed her. And for the second time that night, her brain completely short-circuited. His lips felt so gentle at first but the moment she responded in kind, the kiss became deeper and richer somehow. If it weren't for her hands clutching his jacket, she felt like her body would have melted away under his touch. When he finally let her up for air, she was gasping. "Naruto," she breathed.

He chuckled slightly and nuzzled her neck.

"So Hinata-chan," he whispered into her ear, "want to join the mile high club?