New story alert :D ya idk where this one is going exactly, I kinda want this to be the main story of like Naruto and Hinata reuniting along with a bunch of stories from their childhood, something cute like that idk we'll see how it goes! Also school started back up so IDK how often I can update but like I WILL finish this one I have a plan for this one lol so with that being said *I do NOT own Naruto or any other character in this story*

When she was 5 I was 9, and her and her family had just moved in next door. And when I say family it was just her and her father. She was the smallest shyest thing I had ever seen; at first I just thought it was because I was a boy and a few years older no less that I maybe just scared her. But, that wasn't necessarily it, she was just shy. Her and her father came over after the third day from being on our block to introduce themselves, that's when I finally got a really good look at her. Being a 9 year old boy at the time, there wasn't a lot that I found "cute", I wasn't walking around calling things "cute" its not what boys of 9 did. Could you blame me, I had just grown out of being a "mamas boy", or so I thought, and didn't want to say anything that would be deemed "uncool". But her, now she was cute, the cutest thing I had ever seen, and I could admit that. Dark midnight hair, similar to Sasuke's but more so blue than black I remember thinking, it was cut right above her eyes and the rest reached just above her shoulders in length. Eyes, they were the biggest opalescent eyes I had ever seen. Looking up to her father they had the same eyes but her's were still different, more magical maybe, I don't know? Her face was round and rosy, her cheeks super pink as my parents talked to her father and my mother began to gush over how cute she was. She was right though, as she stood there in her light blue dress with matching ribbons in her hair, she looked like a doll and my mom made sure it was known that she thought so as well. Her dad looked down on me and asked me my name as he reached his hand out to mine, squatting to my level. This was what being a man was about I remember thinking, and I was enthusiastic to shake it "My names Naruto Namikaze sir!"

"Well Naruto it's nice to meet, this is my daughter Hinata, she's a little younger than you but I hope you two get along well. Say hello Hinata." Her father said in a very calm clear voice

She finally looked up at me, those big eyes staring right back into mine, her hand still clutching onto her father.

"He-Hello."

"Oh Hiashi she is just the cutest thing EVER, if you ever need anyone to watch her please don't hesitate to ask. We will treat her as our own, you both are always welcome here." My mother practically shouted to her father in excitement, which was typical of my mom."And Naruto-chan will look after her as well, won't you Naruto?" my dad told Hiashi while also asking me as he rested his hand on the top of my head.
"Oh ya, of course I will, I promise!" as I responded I looked back over at her and smiled, and to my surprised, she smiled back. Suddenly, that promise was one I knew I would never ever break. My face went red and I felt flushed with burning ears and all. What, how? It was just a smile from a little girl, nothing special, yet here I was embarrassed desperately looking any where but her and my folks. This was how it all started, this was the moment I and Hinata Hyugas life became intertwined. From that day forward she was in my life and I was in hers. She eventually got comfortable with me and being over my families house all the time. Everyday after school when I got off the bus, she would run as fast as her little legs could carry her over to me and throw her arms around me. I would drop my backpack and wait with open arms as soon as I saw her running right for me.

"Naruto-kun!" she shouted as her little arms wrapped around my neck and I held her up in my arms. "Hey Hina-chan!" I would always respond to her with, a nickname that just kinda came naturally over time."You took so long today! I was starting to get REALLY lonely..." She said with down cast eyes, her forehead nearly touching mine. "Haha I'm sorry Hina, the bus ran a little late today, you'll forgive me right?" I asked finally touching her forehead to mine. "Yes, I'll forgive you but on oooone condition." holding up her little chubby hand showing the number one. "Of course Hime anything, just ask me!" She tilted her head down and got kinda bashful, something she usually did when she thought she was being selfish. "...I want you to play princess with me...please?" even more color came to her face. "Hinata-hime, it would be my honor!"

That's how almost everyday played out between the two of us for the next few years. As it turned out, my family ended up watching her almost everyday, her father worked a lot and left her alone most of the time. Once my mother found out, she insisted that she stayed with us on the regular, and my mother was more then happy to have another girl in the house. Even when she eventually started school her self, she would come to our house after and stay way into the evening sometimes until she fell asleep. Usually trying to stay up with me, waiting for me to be finished with my homework to play with her. Once in a while she would stay the night, and my mom would make sure she was as comfortable as she could be in our guest room. But, no matter what she did my mom would always wake up to find her in my bed with me holding onto my hand, sometimes her right thumb in her mouth if she had been scared the night before. And to be honest I didn't mind, it made me feel special to know that someone as shy as Hinata felt comfortable being around me. She was my Hina-chan and I was her Naruto-kun, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

As time went on and we got older and older, our friendship remained the same. She started to make her own friends at school and I had mine. She started to come over less and less due to things like homework and after school activities. I had brought it up to my friend Sasuke one afternoon that I was seeing her less and less and I was kinda sad about it. Man was that a mistake. "Dude you see her everyday." Sasuke said to me as we walked to baseball practice. "Ya I know, but its not the same, she doesn't want to play with me anymore! She has her own friends now, when did that happen?!" I shouted with my arms in the air. "Ya you sound like a father, and you're not ever her brother, so, that makes it even weirder." "I know I know! But I just wish she was little again sometimes..." "She IS little, she's only 9 and she has you wrapped around her finger my friend, who knew you were the type to be so easily whipped." that jerk said with a smirk. "I am not whipped! I promised my dad and hers that I would always watch after her! And if I don't see her as much, how do I know that she's okay? What if someone bullys her?! You know how shy she is! What if they take her lunch and she's too scared to say anything?!" I grew more and more anxious at the thought of someone causing her harm. "Look dude, here's the thing, she's not your responsibility I know you care about her...like ALOT, but whats gonna happen when she gets a boyfriend hu? Because she WILL get one eventually and you, you're 4 years older then her. I mean, we're already almost in high school and she's still in grade school you're gonna have to let her go eventually, because sooner or later she will."

Damn it, I hate it when Sasuke makes sense, he usually does but sometimes it really cuts deep. I'm not her father or her brother, but I've always felt this need to watch over her. She's so small and precious, who could have her best interest at heart more than me?! Someone that has known her almost her whole life...but what will Hinata feel like in 5 more years, will she still even need me? Hinata, will you get bored of me eventually, will you tire of me watching over you? As Sasuke and I finally made it to the baseball field the thought of Hinata eventually getting a boyfriend made me angrier and angrier, but why? I don't own her and I'm glad she's opened up a lot in the 4 years I've known her, but...a boyfriend?

Years went by and I graduated high school and got accepted into Konoha University, she got into the same high school I went to and made even more friends. I was happy for her, but as she started to need me less and less I started to let her go more and more. It seemed as the older she got, the harder it was for me to be around her. Not that she didn't want me around like I had feared, on the contrary, she wanted me around just as much if not more. I was so relived at first, my Hinata still wanted me around, she still needed me. But it was different now she was 16 and I was 20 and in college, so my time had become limited, but if I could give it to her I was more then happy to. She would tell me about high school and her friends, about the boys that she thought were kinda cute and I would just smile and nod. The thought of Hinata thinking boys were cute made me uncomfortable, when did she become a woman? And speaking of being a woman, she had a couple of things that hadn't been there before I'm sure of it, and if I noticed it I know those horny little high school boys had noticed it as well. AND HOW DARE THEY! Who do they think they are looking at my sweet Hinata like that with their nasty little eyes, she's not just anyone ya know! But it wasn't until her best friends sweet 16 did I realize how popular she actually was, and how big of an insecure douche I was. One of her best friends Sakura had a pretty decent sized sweet 16 birthday party, Hinata of course was invited and was so excited to go. The only rule is that she had to be picked up by midnight by yours truly. Which was completely fine with me, all my work was done and for the week and Sasuke was with his brother. Besides Hinata had been so excited to go, it was all she talked about for weeks, this party and the dress her dad had gotten her, that my mom and her picked out. So if this was all that was asked of me by Hinata then of course I didn't mind at all

"Hey Hinata I'm on my way to pick you see you in a couple minutes!" 'Damn it, got her voice mail again.' I thought, well she must be having fun with her friends and enjoying the night. No time for phones. As I pulled up to the hall the party was happening at I marveled at all the cars that were parked there. Wow, I guess this WAS the party of the year, ours was when that one kid one student council president and had a huge party. I parked in the closes spot I could find locking my car door behind me, the air was kinda chilly but nothing crazy. As I got closer and closer to the hall I could hear the music that was playing and could see groups of kids standing around and talking like teens do. I stopped at the door and took out my phone to see if Hinata had called or texted me back, she still hadn't, but I did notice I was still about 10 minuets early. I decided to wait by the main entrance either until I spotted Hinata or it became 12 whatever came first. Well...spotting Hinata came first, but she wasn't alone...and it wasn't with any friend I knew either. But before I could go over and take her away from some clearly horny little boy that was so DESPARETLY, trying to get her undivided attention, I noticed her. Hinata was wearing a dress, and not just any dress, this dress was tight on top and flared out just below her bust and stopped about mid thigh. Powder blue, the dress was that same powder blue color just like the day I met her, but this one had a thick black belt that wrapped around her small frame and had a flat bow in the middle. Makeup, since when did Hinata wear makeup? Granted it wasn't a lot from what I could tell but still, she had it on. Her long lashes blacker and stretching up towards her brows making her eyes look even more lavender from the contrast. Her cheeks were slightly pink but I knew this was from the makeup, along with the shimmery gloss on her lips, probably my mothers doing. My mom did always love dressing up Hinata, never having a daughter, she always craved to be a mother to one, and Hinata was the perfect candidate. Again, for another time in my life I was blushing just because I looked at Hinata, she hadn't done anything or said anything to me this time, she had simply just existed, and I was there to witness it. But now that I had noticed what she was wearing and how she looked, the boy in front of her made a lot more sense. Of course he wanted to talk to her, with his messy brown hair and suit that looked liked his mom picked it out for him. 'What a punk', I thought, like he'd EVER have a chance with someone as sweet and cute as Hinata. As I was feeling pretty good about myself in this moment, but then it happened. I looked up and saw it...'was that...no it can't be...this kids getting a BONER!' I lost it. Hinata definitely noticed me before the boy did, as his back was facing me.

"Oh! Naruto-kun, is it 12 already? I'm sorry I hadn't noticed the time." she said to me in her ever gentle voice. "Ya it is." I said back somewhat coldly. "I called your phone, but you didn't pick up." I knew she felt my hostility right away, because as much as I knew her, she also knew me. "Ya I left my phone in my purse on the table, I'll go grab it right now." Eyes cast down walking away, she went to go grab her things.

"Awww do you really have to go Hina-chan?" 'HINA-CHAN?! Nobody calls Hinata that but me, who does this kid think he is?' I stepped directly in front of him blocking his view of Hinata, arms crossed with a pissed off look that I knew would intimidate him.

"Ya she DOES have to go, because punks like you don't know how to treat a girl like Hinata. So what's all this about?" I asked gesturing to his body with my chin. "Uhhhh umm nothing man we were just talking, getting to know one another that's all." The kid said getting more and more anxious as I stared him down. By this time Hinata was starting to walk back towards us."And what are you to her hu, her boyfriend or something, cuz last time I checked Hinata Hyuuga didn't have one?" Getting brave as Hinata stood next to me, most likely trying to show off. "It doesn't matter who I am to her punk, she's coming with my and getting the hell away from you!"

"Naruto-kun! Why would you say that? We were just talking, and I was having a good time." Hinata getting irritated by my attitude, and I don't blame her either, I was being a douche."Ya man we were having a good time." I ignore the kid at this point now talking to Hinata who doesn't seem to understand my frustration, because there is known, no logic or reason to get, or understand. "Ya of course HE was having a good time, dudes got a hard on from just looking at you." Red, her face went completely red and her eyes went wide, hands flying up to cover her gasp. "Oh my God! Naruto-kun, why are you acting like this?!" "Cuz it's the truth whether you like it or not! Come on Hinata we're leaving it's past your curfew." I go to grab her hand and she pulled away like I was the black plague

"NO! I don't want to go with you if you're acting like this. I don't want to go anywhere with you if you're going to talk to me the way you are." Tears started to well up in her eyes, by this point in time a small group had started watching our interaction. "I'm not acting like anything, you're the one being immature and unreasonable about this! Now let's go your dad is waiting." "Well than he can come get me...because you're not him...you're not my dad Naruto, so you can stop acting like it." By now the tears were streaming down her face, that beautiful angelic face, and what do I do, make it worse. "Seriously Hinata, see this is what I mean, you're acting like a baby! Okay I'm sorry that I said that to that boy, what did you like him or something?" Smooth move Naruto. "What?! No! We were just talking and having fun, and what if I did? What if I did Naruto, would that be such a crime. Would you "allow" me to?" By now she was just as angry as I was, and in reality, there was nothing for me to be angry about. She was completely right, but instead of owning up to my mistakes and making it better, I acted like my actions were justifiable because they were under the guise of having her best interest at heart. But I didn't, because if I did, I wouldn't of yelled, I wouldn't have given that kid a hard time, and I definitely would NOT have made Hinata cry.

"Fine, you want your dad to come get you, than you can call him because I'm leaving with or without you." "

Fine I will! And you wanna know what else?" Yelling, I actually made Hinata yell, I really was the worse. By this time I had turned around and started walking away, I told her I was leaving and she could come if she wanted to, I wasn't gonna stop her. "I never want to talk to you again Naruto Namikaze!"

...ya...that one hurt, I felt it, my heart dropping into my stomach in a way that makes you want to retch it back up immediately. And what did I do to ease the pain, just kept walking to my car, got inside, and drove away.

It's been 3 years since that evening, and just like I had told her I would leave without her, which I did, she stopped talking to me, like she said. After that semester in school I decided I was going to dorm on campus, I couldn't live in the house that we had both essentially grown up in, or even see her coming home from school, no, I couldn't chance it. Of course my parents had asked me what was wrong after that night and why I hadn't come home with Hinata in tow, but after a few days of prying they stopped. I guess Hinata didn't tell her father either, because I knew if she did, I probably would have had my ass handed to me, and rightfully so, he WAS her dad. Of course I would still hear about her through my parents whenever I visited or called back home, how well she was doing in school, how the class had voted her class rep. to no surprise there. But life went on for both her and I, we had our respective lives and we lived them accordingly, at this point I had already concluded that even if I truly wanted to apologize to Hinata, which I did, she wouldn't listen to me, or maybe she would. She always had a big heart, but, that thought somehow made it worse, like I didn't deserve her forgiveness, I didn't deserve the kind words or looks I know she would send me, because I didn't own her, nor did I ever. I had no place to feel such jealousy over her, and it was wrong. So I went on with my life thinking that was it, me and Hinata's friendship was over, if you can even call it that. The one promise I had ever broken, that had meant more to me than life itself at one point, broken, within the span of one night. It wasn't until my parents had their 25supth/sup wedding anniversary did all that change. That was the weekend I had finally seen her again, in the flesh for the first time in three whole years. I was parking my car in my parents drive way, getting out to grab my bag from the trunk, and there she was, walking out of my house talking to my dad. I stopped dead in my tracks, not really being sure if it actually was Hinata, her hair was a lot longer, and she was slightly taller than what I remember. It was Hinata though, how do I know? She turned around,8 I was now 23 and she was 19.