"Suit yourself," Sakura said, leaving the apartment.

Hinata looked at the unconscious Naruto then at her feet. It's time to let him know how I feel, she resolved. She sat down next to him with her feet by his face. "N-Naruto?" she muttered, trying to rouse him.

Naruto opened his eyes to see a pair of soft, smooth feet right next to him. "Again, Sakura?" he asked hopefully, not realizing that she had already left. "HINATA?!" He exclaimed, sitting up. "When did you...How much did you see?" he interrogated.

"Not much," Hinata answered, blushing.

"Well you see," Naruto began, trying to invent a reasonable excuse.

Hinata silenced him by placing her foot on his chest. "It's okay, Naruto," she cooed. "I-I want you to... I-I mean, if you want..." She hesitated. Running out of words, Hinata decided to let her feet speak for her: She rubbed Naruto's chest with her foot and placed her other one on his crotch, massaging his hardening member with her toes. "I want to make you happy, Naruto," she confessed. "I love you!"

Naruto was speechless. Hinata was never that confidant. She must really mean it, he thought.

How does Naruto respond?