Hello everyone, so this is my first attempt at writing a fanfic and this story has been cooking in my mind for quite sometime. I don't have a clear picture of the whole thing yet and I'll be making it up as i go along. The story is set just before Boruto: The Movie. So please read and review and let me know your feedback. Also if u have any suggestions as to story progression, feel free to let me know.

Visitor in the Night

It was way past midnight in Konoha. Monsoon had finally settled in its full bloom and it was raining heavily since the past few days, tonight however the rain was accompanied by heavy lightning and thundering, drenching the hidden village till the streets reflected the sky. Consequently, the citizens of the village of leaves were inside their homes and the streets empty. Even the shinobi on watch were seeking the comfort of their guard towers, preferring to keep watch from the potholes therein. It was in this dark and damp night, that a lone bedraggled figure staggered along the empty streets seeking shelter…..

The household of the 7th hokage was in a noisy state of affairs even in the depths of the night. The lights were out since the past few hours and Boruto and Himawari were playing around in the candle light, with the former pretending to be ghost wrapped in shawls and chasing the latter around. Hinata was reading up on the latest edition of "Modern Jutsu: Hand to Hand Edition" while the Hokage, Uzumaki Naruto was holed up in his home office clenching his hair at all the paperwork that needed to be done.

Following his father's example, Naruto had chosen not to live in the Hokage residence, rather choosing to have a separate residence. It made sense to him to separate his professional and familial lives in that manner lest he forget what was what, although it did not mean that he could simply leave behind his work once he had left the Hokage tower. It seemed that being Hokage was not simply about awesome ninjitsu, badass enemies and epic adventures, infact those things didn't even make up half of things that being hokage was about as he looked at the monthly scouting reports which took form of a foot long stack of papers.

'At times like these I wish I could just put on my forehead protector, go to the training grounds and throw shurikens all night…' he thought.

Stifling a yawn, he decided to take a break and play around with the kids for a while, if Hinata permitted them to stay up for a while longer that is. As he made his way out of the office door towards the kids' noises he heard a single loud knock on the front door.

'Who could it be at this hour?...probably an emergency' he thought as he made his way to the front door. But Boruto and Himawari had gotten there first and were about to open door without asking who it was prompting Naruto to quicken his pace to reach them.

"Boruto wait…." He said, but the blond boy had already turned the handle and the door was swinging open just as Naruto came to stand behind the children. The door swung open just as a crack of lightning and thunder danced across the sky, temporarily illuminating the porch and the figure standing at the door. It was a man, dishevelled and tired looking with a ragged look about him. His clothes were torn and tattered; it also appeared that he was injured somehow, although that could be because of the exhausted stance with which he was holding himself up. But those were not the features that caused the Hokage to narrow his eyes in suspicion; it was his eyes, they had a wild look about them. They were eyes that appeared to have seen a lot of great and terrible things and shone with a mysterious terrible power.

"Boruto, Himawari go inside to your mother." He ordered curtly.

The children heard the strict tone of their father and started to back away from the door just as their mother came in to see what was going on.

"Naruto…who is…"

"Some food please…" the visitor muttered; his words almost unintelligible due to the exhaustion that was evident from his voice.

"Meat would be preferable…..if you could spare some….."

Hinata looked at the visitor as he spoke out his request. She tried to figure out their visitor. His clothing made him look like an ordinary street ruffian, but his bearing gave away an entirely different identity. Even in his bedraggled state it was evident that this was no ordinary person. He carried himself with an authority that clearly stated that he was not a stranger to power and respect.

Most notably she noted that the person was sporting a cheerful grin, as if he dint have a care for his state of affairs, and she somehow knew that if he was rejected from their door he would smile the same way and move further on for help.

He wore a long black coat that fell all the way to his feet. Underneath, he wore what appeared to be a sleeveless red jacket, strangely the man's hands were not in the sleeves of the coat, rather they hung by his side giving the coat he was wearing a cape like appearance. He wore blue shorts held by a yellow sash and open sandals on his feet.

The most remarkable item of clothing that she noticed was a dishevelled hat made out of straw that he wore on his head.

What strange dressing. I wonder where he is from. Not from around here certainly. She thought.

The man doubled over and started coughing violently interrupting her thoughts. She suddenly felt pity for the stranger and felt that she needed to help him.

"Please come in sir, you'll get worse if u stay in the rain any longer." She said out loud causing Naruto to glance at her questioningly.

She stared back at him, letting him know that she was determined to help the man no matter what. A few seconds later Naruto nodded and stepped aside letting the door swing open, allowing the stranger room to enter, all the while keeping his eyes on him.

"Arigato" the man whispered cheerfully and started to make his way inside just when Naruto's hand came resting on his shoulder, stopping him.

The man turned to look at him, his smile never leaving his face while Naruto just stared at the man. They stared at each other for what seemed like a long time to Hinata as thunder rumbled in the sky.

"Naruto-kun….." she started.

"We intend to help with good intentions in our hearts. I hope that you intend to receive our hospitality with similar good will" Naruto said politely.

The stranger stared back at Naruto, his smile getting wider.

"Of course of course mister" he said with a chuckle. "I doubt I can think of any intentions, good or bad in the state that I am".

"Very well, please follow me to the table." Naruto said curtly. "Hinata, please set some food for our guest here."

Hinata nodded and proceeded towards the kitchen to get the food ready. She could not understand why Naruto was being so cautious and stern with the stranger. It wasn't as if he could pose a threat in the state that he was; even if he could, he was in the Hokage's home and there were not many people in the world that could cause trouble in the presence of the Seventh. And yet Naruto kept staring at the stranger as if he was a serious threat. She soon whipped up some meat gravy and rice for the stranger and some tea for all of them and made her way to where they all were sitting. Boruto and Himawari had also seated themselves at the table beside their father and were peeking at the stranger from behind his back.

The light wasn't back yet and consequently two fat tallow candles were burning at the table casting shadows of the seated people on the walls behind them. The man was looking around at the house with a mild interest and looked up as soon as he smelled the food.

"oooohhh that smells delicious, It's been long since I've had home cooked food" He said cheerfully.

Hinata couldn't help but smile at the man's euphoria; she also couldn't help feeling sad when she thought about what the man must have gone through to have looked the way he did. Curious as to why her husband was being so cautious with the stranger she activated her byakugan to check out stranger.

"Oh my…."

So that's that. Please R&R. See you soon.