Warning: This story contains age-gap relationships, Hinata is 16, Naruto is 28. If that's not your cup of tea, right now is the best moment to close the tab.
Well, I had this laying around in my working folder since I think last year? I don't know… I have half the second chapter finished but I don't know when I will finish it don't expect a new chapter anytime soon… unless this gets a lot of reviews and follows (hint hint wink wink)
Chapter 1: Meet Cute
Konoha North High School's summer cultural festival was a hectic event, you could see dressed up students walking the halls, while others prepared their classrooms as different exhibitions: haunted houses, snack bars, and cafés among others.
First years tended to not know what they were doing while third years didn't have much time to do anything at all, most of them were preparing for entrance exams.
It was almost a tradition for second years to be the ones to put on a decent show for everyone else.
This year, Hinata was part of class one year two, her classmates had voted for the most embarrassing display they could have come up.
A cosplay café.
Thanks to Sakura and Ino, who wanted to wear pretty dresses, and Tenten who had the sewing skills, the idea got overwhelming support while Hinata's idea, petting zoo, got only one vote.
Hinata's.
That was the reason for her current embarrassment. Ino had given her a paper bag with her 'costume' when she looked inside her face turned red.
The costume was a black miniskirt, a simple white button-up shirt, three-inch black heels, black stockings and a lacy garter belt.
It was an office lady outfit, a sexy office lady outfit.
There was no way for her to wear that, she shook her head trying to cool her heating face.
"Sakura-chan," she whispered "I don't— I don't think I can't wear this." the girl who had been grinning in front of her put a hand on her shoulder and locked eyes with her.
"Hinata," she said with a somber voice "you are the only one who can pull the mature lady look."
"Because you have huge breasts—" Said Ino while slipping into her pink nurse uniform, Hinata felt her face scalding hot and her arms instinctively crossed over her chest, she was a bit self-conscious about that.
"Shut up pig! You are going to make her faint" Said Sakura glaring at Ino, then she turned to Hinata "Hinata," Sakura squeezed her shoulders "We need you! We can't do this without you!"
"Every pervert will come to see you, it is good business— ouch!" Ino yelled as Sakura's lipstick hit her right in the center of her forehead, Ino started to rub the spot as she glared back at Sakura, but she still shut up.
"Please, we need your help!" Said Sakura joining both her hands in an imploring gesture
Since Hinata had been a little girl she had been extremely kind-hearted, her father would call it a weakness, but she believed the world would be a better place if people would just help each other, she always wanted to help anyone, always thinking about others' problem than her own, sometimes that same attitude got her into doing things she wouldn't normally do, like one time she had to turn down a boy who confessed to one of her 'friends', or staying extra time to do the cleaning chores of a classmate who just wanted to skive to go to karaoke or help a teacher with paperwork way past the time she needed to get back home.
Not that anyone would be waiting for her.
It wasn't until she met Sakura and Ino that people stopped taking advantage of her, and for that, she was extremely grateful to them.
Sakura pouted at Hinata "Please," Hinata let out a heavy sigh, then nodded.
"Yay! now strip!" Hinata eyes went wide as Sakura started unbuttoning her uniform's shirt
The boys outside their classroom blushed when they heard a girlish scream
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Half an hour later a red-faced Hinata was sitting in front of Ino, Ino was fixing her hair while talking with Sakura, Sakura had chosen a shrine maiden outfit.
Hinata smiled, her friends were so pretty, Sakura was part of the girls' karate club, her slender body was toned and her pink hair contrasted with her bright green eyes, she had a pretty face.
Ino, on the other hand, was in the art club, but she did aerobics at home, she had a great figure and her long blond hair was something Hinata had always envied from the girl.
On the other hand, Hinata was plain, she had long black hair in a hime cut that reached the middle of her back, and her eyes were weird looking with their pearlescent lavender tint, she was on the go-home club and although she ran every other morning and she was in good physical condition, she knew she would never have a figure like her friends'.
Cinnamon rolls were so delicious, she couldn't help herself.
The only thing she had going for her was her large chest, or so did Ino remind her at every opportunity.
"I think a messy bun and glasses for the extra pew pew would be the best option," Sakura turned to Ino and stared at her quizzically
"Pew pew?" Ino nodded excitedly, her bangs wobbling up and down.
"Yeah, like, kaboom!" Ino made a gesture with her hands as if cupping some ridiculous large breasts on her own chest, Sakura turned to look at Hinata and rolled her eyes, Ino put a pair of red-rimmed glasses with fake lenses on Hinata's face "Yes, you look perfect," she smiled and patted Hinata on the head "all the perv—" Sakura slapped Ino in the back of the head and glared at her
"Don't worry Hinata I'll protect you!" Sakura gave her a wide grin and Hinata smiled back at her, Hinata stood up and she looked at herself in the mirror.
She looked like a completely different person, it wasn't only the clothes, the hairstyle – she usually let her hair flow down – made her look older, the glasses and the makeup Ino applied accented her face making her seem more mature.
"Wow," Said Sakura standing behind her, her hands on her shoulder and proud smile on her face, Hinata cheeks pinked "I hope Sasuke-kun doesn't see you like this,"
"Uh— Sakura-chan I don't—"
"Oh, I don't say it because of you, what mean is… well, all men are the same… you know?" she sighed and squeezed her shoulder "Maybe you could get a reaction from him," Hinata only smiled back.
In the end, the festival was a complete success, a lot of boys came to ogle at the girls, especially Ino in her nurse outfit and Tenten in her skimpy cheongsam.
It was a long day serving cookies, dango, and other pastries with tea and coffee. Sakura had to kick out some boys from another school that tried to get too touchy with Hinata and Tenten, Hinata was sure Sakura had bruised one of them more than was strictly necessary. The festival day ended without any other problems and all the girls were allowed to go home while the boys cleaned for the next day.
Then, disaster happened.
Just as Kiba-kun was moving one of the desks back to its place, he tripped over one of the paint cans they had used to make the café's sign and splashed it all over Hinata's uniform.
Hinata's felt her heart fall to her feet as her uniform became a purple mess. Kiba apologized and tried to clean it in the school bathrooms but only made it worse. Hinata couldn't stop but start crying while Ino comforted her and Sakura yelled at Kiba.
"It's ok Hinata, do you have your P.E. Uniform?" Hinata shook her head, she hadn't brought hers because of the day's event "I didn't bring mine either, I think no one did"
"It-It's ok I'll go home l-like this," she said sounding not too convinced and feeling completely miserable
"Are you sure? Why don't you call your parents so they come for you" Said Ino with clear concern on her voice, Hinata shook her head
"N-No, I don't want to bother them" she sighed and stood up, "I think I'll go now" she sniffed "I need to catch the train" Both Ino and Sakura looked at her as she got out of the classroom.
Hinata made her way out of the school walking unsteadily in the unfamiliar footwear, it took her twice the time she normally did to reach the train station. Once there, she started to notice the gazes men gave her, she was used to this but only from her classmates or other boys and normally these stares where concentrated on her chest, this time looked more at her legs than anything else,and worse of all men old enough to be her father stole glances at her.
She started to feel nervous and tried to pull the short skirt down. She wasn't used to such short lengths, her school uniform's skirt was only two inches above her knee, this skirt only reached halfway to her thigh.
She was glad she was wearing opaque stockings.
The train arrived and she boarded it, it was off-hours and there were barely any other passengers so she was able to relax a bit. Once the train stopped at her station Hinata jumped from her seat, but as soon as she took a step out she tripped over something and fell on her knees, she felt a sharp pain on her left ankle and her palms scrapped as she put them in front of her to avoid hitting her face on the floor.
She felt like crying.
So she did. She started sobbing as people passed her, how could people ignore a someone crying who was clearly hurt, for a moment she felt completely alone in the world, like if there were no more kind people left.
"Excuse me, are you hurt?" said a male voice from above, Hinata looked up at the source and found a pair of blue eyes looking worriedly at her, and an extended hand offering help. She hesitated only for a second before taking the man's hand.
It was calloused and rough but at the same time warm and his grip soft. He easily pulled her up and when Hinata tried to lean on left foot she winced at the sharp pain she felt.
"Does your ankle hurt?" the man asked, Hinata noticed for the first time that he was a blond with short cropped hair and had distinctive birthmarks on his face that looked like whiskers, Hinata stared at the man for a beat before she nodded, the man frowned and put his arm around Hinata waist and Hinata's arm over his shoulder, because he was so tall he had to stoop a bit, he helped Hinata onto a bench near the station's exit.
"Can you lift your leg?" Hinata blushed and tried to pull down her skirt "Oh," he said "Sorry." he rubbed the back of his head and gave her a sheepish grin, Hinata's heart somersaulted. He kneeled in front of her and removed her shoe. Hinata face felt like burning when he touched her feet, Hinata realized that no one had ever touched her feet before "Uh, I think you twisted your ankle" The blond man rummaged through his backpack until he pulled out a roll of white bandage, Hinata frowned. Who carries a bandage in his backpack? The man smiled again.
"This? I'm actually a doctor" he started to wrap the bandage tightly around Hinata's ankle "I would offer you some painkillers, but, I don't think you should accept pills from strangers," he grinned again and Hinata started to like his smile.
She blushed.
"Hinata," she said before she could stop herself, she wanted to hit herself.
"I'm sorry?" he said with a confused expression
"My name is Hyuga Hinata"
"Uzumaki Naruto" Uzumaki-san finished bandaging Hinata's ankle, she put a little weight on it and was surprised to find that it didn't hurt as much as before, He sat beside her and let out a sigh,
"Hyuga-san, let me see your hands," Hinata obeyed Uzumaki-san and showed him her palms, she had smalls cuts and scrapes, she saw him frown, he retrieved a small bottle of antibacterial gel and cleaned his hands, then he cleaned Hinata's wounds with a water bottle and a piece of bandage, Hinata winced when he applied an antibiotic from a small brown bottle and he finally bandaged her hands.
He did this all while Hinata blushed furiously as he held her hands.
She had never held hands with a boy.
When he was done he smiled at her and Hinata couldn't help but smile back at his clear blue eyes. Still holding on her hands Hinata saw a small tinge of red appear on his cheeks
"Oh, sorry" he let go "I got a bit carried away" he scratched his neck "but infections can be dangerous, y'know?" Hinata nodded and put her hands on her laps, feeling a bit sad he wasn't holding her hands anymore
"I-It's ok…" she said, then there was a small moment of silence, Hinata saw, from the corner of her eye, how Uzumaki-san was fidgeting
"Uhm, if— were you on your way home?" he asked Hinata nodded "Oh, then is it very far from here?" Hinata turned to look at Uzumaki-san whose face, she noticed, was a bit flushed. she nodded and then realized that she hadn't said a word for several minutes, she bit her lower lip and her eyes darted around the station
"I'm sorry, am I making you uncomfortable?"
"N-No!" she said and Uzumaki-san let out a sigh of relief
"Good," He smiled "is your house far from here?" he asked again, Hinata started to fidget with her index fingers
"Uh, about a fifteen-minute walk" Uzumaki-san stood up and offered her a hand, Hinata didn't hesitate to take it, he pulled her up and helped her walk, he put an arm around her waist and asked her to lean on him. He was so close that she could feel the heat radiating from his body and hear the beating of his heart.
As they got out of the station Hinata realized he was going to walk her home.
Her heart somersaulted. What if her family saw them? What would they think with Hinata dressed like that and walking with a tall handsome blond wearing a suit while practically hugging?
She didn't need to worry. As soon as they reached the sidewalk, Uzumaki-san called a taxi, he opened the door for her and helped her get in, he gave instructions to the driver to take her home (Hinata would provide the address) and gave him a five thousand yen bill and told him to keep the change and make sure she got home safely.
Uzumaki-san waved at her as the car's started moving and Hinata looked at him, she probably would never see him again, she sighed and felt a bit sad. Then before the taxi pulled away Uzumaki-san tapped the window, Hinata lowered it and saw him smiling at her.
"Can you give me your number?" he said, Hinata eyes widened, he had a sleek black smartphone on his hand.
Hinata thought for a moment, Uzumaki-san had just asked for her phone, that meant something right, did he like her? No, that was impossible
"Why?" she asked innocently and Uzumaki-san face fell, then he scratched his chin and his eyes brightened
"Well, I gave you some treatment, It's my responsibility, as a doctor, to follow up on your recuperation," he said, and Hinata nodded understating and a bit sad for some reason.
He just wanted to be sure her ankle was right
"I-I'm sorry I don't have cellphone" she lied, Uzumaki-san face fell again "I lost it" in reality her cell phone had been ruined by purple paint, he looked up and stared at her, then he fished something from his pocket and offered her a small rectangular business card
"Oh, well, give me a call if there are any complications, or if you need help with anything"
She took it as she Smiled at him and nodded, the taxi driver started towards Hinata's home as she told him her address.
Five minutes in, the taxi driver chuckled
"You have that young man eating from the palm of your hand miss," he said and when Hinata's face redded his chuckle became a barking laugh, to try to distract herself Hinata looked at the card Uzumaki-san had given her.
Tokyo Medical University Hospital
Uzumaki Naruto M.D.
Hospital Deputy Director
(03-73882742) .jp
Hinata wasn't sure but she thought that, maybe, he was someone important.
When the taxi reached her home the taxi driver offered to help her but Hinata declined.
"I'm home," she said as she walked into her house, no one answered, no one ever did.
Both her mother and father were always working, and her little sister usually spent her evenings with her boyfriend.
She was only thirteen and he had gotten a boyfriend before her.
Hinata sighed.
She had a microwave dinner before taking a shower, she was hesitant on removing Uzumaki-san's bandages, and slipped into her bed.
She looked again at the business card and fell asleep pressing it against her chest, while a soft smile graced her lips.
