hi, hello! I was wondering if you could help me find a fanfic or give me some recommendations! I saw someone on twitter mention a fanfic where naruto chooses hinata over sasuke, maybe prioritizing her over him, and I think it was implied that sasuke had unrequited feelings for naruto?? unfortunately I lost the tweet. I tried to search for it but had no luck, so maybe the person deleted it idk. apparently they had posted about it before but got a lot of hate for it? anyways, I'd like to know if you know which fanfic they were talking about or if you could recommend something similar. whenever I try to search for fanfics with one-sided sasunaru, it's always naruto having feelings for him while being with hinata, or hinata having one-sided feelings for naruto while the other two are dating, and that's not what I want :( either way, thank you! I love your blog and your stories 💜💜
Hello! Thank you for reading my stories :)
I can only think of one story where Sasuke has unrequited love for Naruto, and it's
“(common side effects)” by katarinahime & “Medicated” by szajnie - Rated E for a lot of things, Crime/Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Naruto and Hinata, in a struggling relationship, must confront the pain inside before they can love each other.
It's not explicitly stated or a huge part of the story, but in a sense, Naruto chooses his relationship with Hinata over Sasuke.
Another one that comes to mind of Naruto choosing Hinata over spending time with Sasuke is
"Sparks" by tenneyshoes - Rated T, Canon-Divergent AU, Series of related one-shots. Sparks are tiny glimpses of the Will of Fire. In Konoha, these sparks can be seen everywhere. Some burn brighter than others, but each is unique. In Konoha, Naruto and his precious people must keep those sparks burning as they move toward the future together and as individuals.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 3/5
Fandom: Naruto (Anime & Manga), Boruto (Anime & Manga)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Hyuuga Hinata/Uzumaki Naruto
Characters: Hyuuga Hinata, Uzumaki Naruto, Uzumaki Boruto
Additional Tags: Family Fluff, NaruHina - Freeform, Bolt being Mommy’s baby, After The Last, Canon Universe, Domestic Fluff, naruhina being goofy parents, sunshine family, Hinata POV, hinata being a first time mom, Hyuuga Hinata-centric, POV Hyuuga Hinata, Dorks in Love
Summary:
Hinata considered herself to be two different women: who she was before giving birth to Boruto and who she became after. And for her, nothing was more fulfilling than discovering herself through motherhood.
naruhina | sunshine family | family life | hinata POV
Hi do u have any NH FF where Naruto n hinata struggle with their marriage after Naruto became hokage?
Hello! I generally don't like this trope, but I have several recommendations.
Marriage Troubles NaruHina
"What Happened to Perfect" by @opal-chan - Rated E, Canon-Divergent AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. A love so pure, but lost as the years go on. Naruto promised Hinata perfect. That he would love her forever, and protect her heart. What happened to their perfect love story? A Hyuga-centric story.
"Analogy" by Kukaburraxxii - Rated E, Canon-Divergent AU, One-shot. Naruto's a busy Hokage and Hinata's feeling neglected.
"Sunny Evening" from "Sol and Luna" by @char-lotteral - Rated T, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. Day 1: Sunflowers- Hinata has been feeling a little neglected lately, she hadn't known that these were the consequences of being married to the love of her life.
"Pent Up Housewife" by ArchiveMyFic - Rated E, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. Hinata was pent up. She and her husband Naruto, the busy Hokage, didn't have sex in 2 whole months. They were just too busy! Thankfully, Naruto finally snaps when he catches his wife furiously masturbating with a dildo he had gifted her. The incident transforms into a steamy fuck session they had both been craving for a while now.
"Reflection" by @journalsofagoddess - Rated G, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. Inspired by a quote from Brad Pitt: Uzumaki Naruto starts to notice a change with his wife, Uzumaki Hinata "...and he was determined to keep them from becoming two."
“The Best for Us” by makihimee, Portuguese-to-English translation by @asriah and @kilandra-mordea - Rated E, Canon-Divergent AU, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. Even after years of marriage to Naruto Uzumaki, in recent times his attitudes and absence made Hinata increasingly nurture insecurity and weariness with regard to their relationship. Until one night, after confirming her doubts about the marriage, she decided to leave and was certain that it would save them from further suffering and that it was the best thing for both of them.
Chapter 8 from “My Name on Your Lips” by katarinahime - Rated T, Canon-Compliant, One-shot. It was naïve for Naruto to admit, but he didn’t realize exactly how much becoming Hokage would affect his family.
“A Fate Worse than Death” by Caelestia - Rated M for smut, A/B/O Canon-Divergent AU, One-shot. Naruto, improperly socialized and traumatized as a child, rejects his inner Alpha, which has devastating consequences on his family and marriage. “A Risky Bet” is its fluffier follow-up.
“The Ring that Binds” by softwind - Rated M, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Naruto and Hinata are married. So why is Naruto calling “Sakura” in his sleep?
“Yin and Yang” from “Naruhina Month” by NaniMok - Rated T, Canon-Divergent AU, One-shot. This was one of those days where the air between them was thick with tension.
“The Art of Seduction” by katraine - Rated E, Canon-Divergent, One-shot. … as only Uzumaki Hinata can do.
Hi, I don't speak English very well, so my writing is bad, but I wanted to ask if you know any Naruhina fanfic where the "relationship" of these two is very complicated, where Naruto likes her but doesn't know the feelings so he refuses, so it's complicated, accidental kisses, then they pretend to be friends and nothing happened and the way Naruto doesn't know how to distinguish love from friendship with Hinata…
I love your recommendations, thank u
Hello! I'm glad you use my rec lists!!
I don't think I know of anything that exactly matches your request, but I could think of several "it's complicated" type of fics, like Naruto is slow on the uptake, or (you didn't ask for this but) Hinata keeps friend-zoning him.
NaruHina Complicated Relationship
“My Favorite Night” by @peppercornpress - Rated M, Canon-Divergent AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. Hinata harbors deeper feelings for Naruto after three years of being his roommate. Facing hostile relations from her old clan, another odd phenomenon with the moon, and Naruto still hopelessly pining after Sakura; Hinata makes the painful choice to end their sham of a relationship and try her luck in another hidden village. Unbeknownst to her, this move kickstarts a series of events that forces her and Naruto to confront their past, present, and future.
“The Loving Type” by peppercornpress - Rated M, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. A few years have passed since the Fourth Shinobi War, in which…Neji Survives. Naruto and Sasuke are crowned heroes. Rookie Nine steadily advances in rank. And Naruto and Hinata aren’t even remotely together…YET!
"Under the Sheets" by Nilaf - Rated M, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. We really shouldn't be doing this. We're roommates, and things can get complicated…
"5 times Hinata slept with Naruto + 1 she didn't" by lalunaoscura - Rated E, Modern AU, One-shot. Every six months, on the first day of the winter and the summer solstice, Hinata and her friends rent a house for a sleepover, free of their parents and far from the village so no one will bother them. And somehow, Naruto always finds his way to Hinata's bed and spends the night sleeping by her side.
"If you are the Sun I'll be the Moon" by straw_berry_frog - Rated T, Soulmate Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Complete (?). Hinata is afraid, she really is. Naruto after three years of military service is finally back, and she is happy. She really is. But she can't touch him, she just can't what if he isn't her soulmate. What if he is.
“Blurred Lines” by @vegebulsoup - Rated E, Police/Crime AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. Detective Naruto Uzumaki is having a hard time staying focused at work due to an elusive, dark-haired beauty.
“Girl No 10” by meeiwan - Rated M, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Naruto makes a mistake with a dancer one drunk night. Years later when he meets her again, he begins realizing his perfect life is a lie, but he’s too late to fix it.
“A Place In The Sun” by ihaveastorminme - Rated M for smut and depictions of violence, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Naruto realizes that he’s not enough to love her. He’s not enough to save her, either.
“21 Days” by @bunny-hoodlum - Rated E, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Anonymous internet buddies decide to meet up IRL and give each other their first times.
“The Ramen Booth” by @chloelapomme - Rated E, College AU, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. Years have passed since her unanswered confession in intermediate school, since his humiliating hazing incident in high school, since blossoming popularity drew their attentions away from each other. Yet time has only sharpened friendship into painful longing, even as their time runs out with the approach of the university fundraiser. Can 7 Minutes in Heaven at a crazy flat party be enough time to clear the air between old best friends?
"destiny" and its sequel "choices" by niege1010 - Rated M, Modern Soulmates AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. Naruto hated it because he never believed in fate, and he didn't believe in anything that was arranged for him. He would do whatever he wanted and would go his own way. He didn't bother to look forward to such imaginary and abstract things. So the timer he owned when he was twelve years old had never been unwrapped, nor had he ever wanted to know who his soulmate was. Naruto only wanted one person.
"The First" by Emerald-Words - Rated M, Modern AU, One-shot. She was his first everything and yet, at the time, they were just friends.His curiostiy ruined them. Ruined her. But was it all hopeless?
“Mistake” by Cherry1315 - Rated T, Canon-Divergent, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Naruto falls apart, and, unfortunately, Hinata has to pick up the pieces.
“A Cliche Not So Cliche Story” by @journalsofagoddess - Rated T, Modern AU, One-shot. Everyone has heard about the typical love story where the boy gets the girl and they live happily ever after. But what people tend to forget is that life isn’t always like that. Naruto and Hinata came to realize how cruel the world can be but also something akin to forgiving too. A love story that’s typical yet not so typical at all.
“Asynchronous With You” by @bunny-hoodlum - Rated E, High School AU, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. Hinata is done pining for her foster brother, Naruto. And yet, maybe that’s the best time for him to pick up right where she left off.
“cheerful” by @vegebulsoup - Rated M, High School AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. Naruto and Hinata join the cheerleading team! Love drama ensues.
Those are some possibilities to match your request! Check my #naruhina angst to find more angsty fics!
remember when we talked about the high school naruhina stuff?? anyone?? I'm so late I'm sorry.
preview.
“hinaaaa.”
oh, she knows that voice anywhere. nothing good ever comes of it.
…just kidding!
hinata, mid (fond) eye roll, turns with her books in embrace, peering up into the baby blues of her best friend and favorite person in the entire world.
“yes, may I help you, naruto-kun?”
who, by the mischievous look in them, paired perfectly with the boyish, lopsided grin, is definitely up to no good. noticeably taller after that summer break, he’s a little broader in the shoulders. the playfulness in his voice runs a notch deeper now.
“yeah. what're you doin’ saturday night?”
Illusion of you, Chapter 1: In the darkness, there is light.
Summary: A shattered Naruto Uzumaki is left hollow after losing Hinata, sinking into a suffocating depression where even living feels like a burden. As darkness consumes his world, he clings to fleeting illusions just to survive each day. But how long can a man endure like this, and what kind of future awaits someone who has already lost everything?
Paring: Naruhina
A/N: Read a lot of fanfic, had some ideas, decided well why not? Lol. May continue this, who knows..... ;)
Thanks for reading!
The morning did not greet Naruto Uzumaki so much as it accused him.
Sunlight, that brazen and unforgiving gold, forced its way through threadbare curtains to paint stripes across his face, across the faded whisker marks that had once been the signature of a boy who refused to surrender. Now, they were merely scars on a man who had forgotten how to fight for himself. He did not wince. He did not blink. He simply stared at the ceiling with eyes that had once blazed the color of summer skies, now reduced to the flat, exhausted gray of a sea after a storm has stripped it of everything alive.
The world had lost its saturation. The wooden beams above his head were not brown; they were the color of dust. The window was not clear; it was a portal to nothing. Even his own hands, when he finally lifted them from the sheets, looked like the hands of a stranger, rough, calloused, moving through the rituals of living with the mechanical precision of a puppet whose strings were pulled by habit alone.
Wash. Eat. Dress. Lock the door.
Each action was a sentence he served without parole.
Konoha was awake around him, breathing, thriving, living in a way that felt like an insult. Civilians parted for him as he passed, their whispers trailing behind like the tails of comets, burning, then gone. The Hero of the Leaf. The Savior. The man who lost everything. He saw the pity in their eyes, that grotesque, well meaning sympathy that demanded he be grateful for their concern. Naruto walked through it all as if through rain, letting it soak him without feeling the cold. Let them pity him. Let them worship the hollow monument he had become. He had no energy left to hate them properly. All his hatred, vast and volcanic and endless, had turned inward long ago, carving a crater where his heart used to beat.
The Hokage tower loomed ahead, and Naruto climbed the stairs with the posture of a man ascending a gallows.
"Come in."
Kakashi's voice. Gentle. Tired. The voice of a man who had buried too many ghosts and recognized the sound of another digging its own grave.
Naruto entered. The office smelled of paper and ink and the faint, lingering scent of old battles. Kakashi looked up from his desk, his single visible eye crinkling into something that might have been a smile in another lifetime. In this one, it was merely a wound trying to heal.
"Oh, Naruto... how have you been?"
"I'm fine, Hokage-sama."
The words fell from his lips like stones into a well, distant, hollow, final. He did not bother inflecting them with false cheer. That boy, the one who wore smiles like armor, had died alongside her.
Kakashi's eye softened, the grief in it so familiar it might have been Naruto's own reflection. "There's no mission for you today."
Naruto's jaw tightened, a muscle jumping in his cheek. "I can..."
"I understand, Naruto." The older man's voice dropped, threading through the space between them like a lifeline cast into a dark ocean. "Trust me. I do. I've been through it myself."
The silence that followed was heavier than any technique, any jutsu, any weight the shinobi world had ever placed upon his shoulders. Naruto's hands curled into fists at his sides, nails biting into scarred palms with a desperation that sought punishment, not relief.
Kakashi hesitated. He knew. God, he knew what he was about to do, knew it would shatter the fragile glass house Naruto had built around his grief. But some truths had to be spoken, even if they cut the speaker to the bone.
"She wouldn't have wanted this for you," Kakashi said quietly. "You know that. We all saw her fight in the Chūnin Exams... during the Pain invasion... through the Fourth War. Her determination. Her nindo. Her inspiration. Hinata would want you to live, Naruto. To be happy. To..."
"She would've wanted to live!"
The shout tore through the office like a blade, raw and jagged and drenched in a decade's worth of unshed tears. Naruto's body trembled, violence and anguish warring in every taut line of him. His fists clenched so tightly that crescent moons of blood bloomed in his palms, dripping onto the polished floor in a rhythm that matched his ragged breathing.
"Hokage-sama," he ground out, his voice dropping to a register so cold it burned, "if that is all, I will take my leave."
He turned, every movement screaming of a man who was shattering from the inside out and refusing to let anyone see the cracks.
"Never giving up... that's my ninja way."
The words struck him like a physical blow.
Naruto froze in the doorway, his spine rigid, his breath catching in a throat closed tight around a scream that had no end. For one infinite, agonizing moment, the boy he had been reached through the darkness and touched the man he had become. Then the moment passed, and he fled, hurried, broken, leaving behind nothing but the echo of a door slamming shut and the ghost of a promise he could no longer keep.
Kakashi sank back into his chair, the weight of his student's anguish pressing down upon his shoulders like a mountain. So, he thought, his gaze drifting to the portrait of the Fourth Hokage smiling down from the wall with eyes so like Naruto's, so like the eyes that had once burned with hope. He is truly broken now.
"Sensei..." Kakashi whispered to the empty room, to the memory of a man who had trusted him with his son. "What would you have done?"
Naruto did not remember the walk home. His mind was a tempest, a maelstrom of memory and regret, each thought a knife twisting in the cavity where his heart had once resided. Hinata. Her name was a prayer and a curse, a balm and a blade. He saw her everywhere and nowhere, in the curve of a stranger's smile, in the silence of his apartment, in the spaces between heartbeats where she used to live.
He collapsed onto his bed, the mattress offering no comfort, only the familiar indentation of a body that had stopped growing and started merely waiting.
His hand found the drawer. His fingers found the bottle.
Saigemzai.
The pills were small and innocent, deceptively harmless in his palm. A drug of genjutsu, of illusion, of beautiful, terrible lies. He did not pause. He did not pray. He swallowed them dry, chasing oblivion with a desperation that would have frightened the boy who once faced down gods.
Darkness came not as a thief, but as a lover, slow, enveloping, inevitable.
And in that abyss, she found him.
"What happened this time?"
The voice was silk and starlight, soft as snowfall and twice as gentle. It was a sound he knew better than his own name, better than the roar of the Kyuubi or the cheers of a thousand villagers. It was the sound of home.
Naruto's breath stopped. His tears did not.
He turned, his body moving through the dreamscape with the clumsy urgency of a drowning man breaking the surface. And there she was.
Hinata Hyuga.
She stood before him in the infinite dark, radiant and real and herself in a way the waking world could never replicate. Her lavender eyes held galaxies of kindness, shimmering with the particular, heartbreaking sadness of a woman who loved too deeply and left too soon. Her smile was angelic, the same smile that had anchored him through his darkest wars, that had reached for him when he had been nothing but a monster in the eyes of the world.
"Naruto-kun," she whispered, and his name in her mouth was the only music that had ever mattered.
He fell.
Not gracefully, not heroically, but completely, collapsing into her arms with the force of a man who had been holding up the sky for far too long. She caught him, as she always had, her embrace warm and solid and impossibly perfect. Her fingers threaded through his hair, stroking, soothing, piecing him back together with a touch that defied the laws of grief.
"It's okay," she murmured against his temple, her voice the only truth in a universe of lies. "Let yourself fall apart, Naruto-kun. I promise, I'll be here to hold you together."
He wept.
He wept for the life they should have had, for the mornings he should have woken to her beside him, for the children they would never raise and the years they would never grow old together. He wept for the boy who had never given up, and the man who no longer knew how to try. He wept, knowing she was nothing but smoke and sorrow, a beautiful phantom conjured by poison and desperation.
But in her arms, illusion was enough.
In her arms, he was enough.
And so, in the dark, the hero of the Leaf Village finally let himself break, held together only by the ghost of a love that death could not diminish, and the whispered promise of a girl who had once been willing to die for him, now willing to hold him, even in dreams, until the pain finally stopped.
the pilates princess, chapter twelve: say it again
rating: explicit
word count: 5.1k
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“hinata…I…”
reality crashes.
“we don’t want to keep our friends waiting for as long as they have.” hinata whispers, staring at the ground. “we…really should be getting back.”
“but hinata —”
“one moment. gomen.”
she’s using one of the spare wipes she had in her purse to wipe the inside of her legs. patting gently in-between. careful swipes over her sensitive lips.
she wants to both stay and flee, in equal measure.
surely, he didn't mean…to say that,
while they were doing…that?
it was in the heat of the moment. he probably didn't mean to say it at all! not to mention, wasn't it very common for a man to cry out the most intimate things while he was achieving the pinnacle?
naruto frowns. he usually does that. why didn’t she let him take care of her this time? this wasn't like her.
maybe because you had to go and open your big mouth mid-nut. like a jackass.
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eyes, bright and blue and true, slowly blinked open, blearily squinting at the light of the alarm clock perched on his nightstand. 3:16. naruto groaned, rubbing the sleep from his eyes with the back of his hand while also begging for said sleep to come back to him. it was far too early for him to be awake.
his day was gonna be crammed back of meetings and bullshit he didn't want to deal with. he knew kakashi was counting down what time he had leftover as his reign of hokage until he could shove the title and hat at him and he could go back into blessed obscurity and peace yet again.
naruto couldn't blame him. he knew, to borrow shikamaru's favorite saying, "what a drag" being hokage would be. his younger self craved it for the validation and acceptance and respect and power, but with everything that's happened between when he nothing but twelve year old, snot-nosed, belligerent genin to the young adult he was now, he knew it was far more than what he bargained for.
his heart lurched painfully at the thought of jiraiya, and he missed him more and more everyday. he thought of his parents, of bright blue and amethyst eyes, of spun gold and fiery red, of love denied and offered and lost again, of a previous life of loneliness and suffering and anger and desperation masked behind a sunny smile and obnoxious, attention-seeking behavior.
he thinks about the days where he was reviled and hated and despised with an intensity of a thousand suns, how he was trashed and left to fend for himself. and how those same people "love" him. he's a hero, he's the fourth hokage's beloved son and legacy, he was his mother's heart, the child of prophecy, a student of the legendary sannin and brought the senju princess and sannin back home. he was a hero!
and yet, all of that felt hollow. or, it's like he was at an impasse. who was with him for the him beneath the accolades and who only liked him for the surface level shit?
he was startled out of his thoughts with the weight nestled on top of him shifted, soft, delicate hands cupping his face. sleepy lavender eyes peered up at him, doe-like and serene and this was love. this was all of the good and love and wonders and splendors of the world he was chasing and looking for all over and here it was, right in front of him, but also already within him too.
"i can hear how hard you're thinking," hinata teased sleepily, a cozy smile on her face. naruto growled playfully, not hesitating to press their lips together in a series of sweet kisses that got spicier and spicier until naruto shifted their positions so that he was on top. and they never stopped kissing, the delicious fever burning between them only getting hotter and hotter.
hands teased her thighs, and when he didn't feel the fabric barrier covering his prize, he jerked back, flushed and pleasantly surprised.
hinata was blushing fiercely, but kept his gaze.
"you're gonna be busy later so i just thought-"
and he kissed her so hard their teeth clacked. this was heaven in the form of the beautiful, shy young woman who loved him from the beginning, before all the fame and fortune and accolades and collective acceptance.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
nsfw! Naruto/Hinata modern au, eventual smut
Jiraiya made it seem like the life of a writer was something amazing. Naruto thought he would be travelling across the world, enriching himself with exotic stories that he could use to put pen to paper and create the novel of a lifetime — yeah, right, that kind of lifestyle was for the rich only.
Instead, Naruto’s brutal reality as he took his first steps into the writing world was to work a tedious nine to five at a literary magazine, doing the most mundane tasks known to man. Administrative tasks, answering emails, arranging events, proofreading company wide memos, blah, blah, blah.
Rarely, every now and then, Naruto was given the chance to review a new book and write an article on it, but even that sucked too because somehow, he was always saddled with those terrible, absurdist, self published books you can only find on Amazon. The next ‘Twilight’ knock off, if he was lucky, or those kinds of stories where a woman is dating a tree or something.
It was another Monday at the office, which meant more emails, paperwork and boredom, his work day winding to an end when the bane of Naruto’s existence, his boss Kurenai, entered their workspace.
“Attention everyone, those who submitted their book reviews this morning come here, please.”
Naruto and several of his coworkers gathered around Kurenai.
“Y-yes, Sarutobi-san?” Hinata said in a quiet tone from Naruto’s side, almost startling him. She was so quiet that Naruto often joked to himself that she could have been an assassin or a ninja in another life — if it weren’t for the fact she was unbelievably sweet and kind.
Kurenai smiled at her. “Hinata, dear, you know I prefer you to call me by my first name.”
Hinata flushed a little bit, her eyes averting from their boss for a moment. Naruto noticed that about his coworker. How easy it was to get colour on her face.
He might have abused that ability of hers to turn Kirby pink with a little bit of provocation or innuendo, but she only had herself to blame for being so cute when she blushed.
“Sorry…K-Kurenai-san.”
Naruto saw that Kurenai still wasn’t satisfied with Hinata using an honourific and was about to say something, but he decided to help Hinata out.
“So, what’s this all about, Kurenai?”
Kurenai’s eyebrow twitched for a moment before her expression smoothed out. Naruto bit back a smirk, knowing that he pissed her off by calling her by her first name so casually. But she couldn’t make a big deal out of it when she just encouraged Hinata to do the same thing.
“Well, Naruto, I was looking over the reviews this morning and while there weren’t many issues I did have one concern…who was it that I assigned ‘Fangs on My Neck’ to?”
Naruto sighed as Kurenai made a big deal of looking around the group as if she didn’t know exactly who was assigned to what.
“Ah, that’s right, it was you, wasn’t it, Naruto?”
“Yeah,” Naruto grunted.
Kurenai stared at him. “Is there anything you want to say about your review?”
“What’s your issue with my writing this time?”
That twitch came back to Kurenai’s brow, and she gave him a stern look. “So you understand there’s an issue?”
Naruto shrugged. “There always seems to be one with you.”
“Naruto-kun,” Hinata whispered his name, trying to calm him down but he’d had enough of pussy footing around Kurenai.
“There wouldn’t be any if you actually did your job properly!” Kurenai said with a raised voice. She took a paper from the pile on a nearby desk and began reading an excerpt from his review out loud. “Amaru’s straightforward and uncomplicated style doesn’t detract from the enjoyment one can get from this light-hearted story…”
“C’mon,” Naruto said, his arms outstretched and his palms facing up. “What’s wrong with that? You can’t say that’s not a fair opinion.”
“Your phrasing is clearly backhanded, don’t be so subjective with your writing. You need to be more analytical.”
Naruto was flabbergasted. “But it’s a review…of course it’s gonna be subjective.”
Kurenai scoffed at him, her eyes scanning over the paper. “Don’t forget you are at the lowest position at this company which means you are here also to learn. Use this chance that I’m giving you properly, won’t you? Why can’t your write something like ‘Amaru’s elegant and swift prose gives the reader a story bursting with a passion that they will get hooked on.’ Don’t you see how important the phrasing is? I came up with that in a few seconds, it’s not that difficult, Naruto.”
“You can’t be serious, that’s just sugarcoatin’ it. If you’d say my review was backhanded, then you can’t call the stuff you said anything but sycophancy.”
Kurenai’s eyebrow twitched again, her cool expression harsh now as she glared at him. Everyone in the room, even the people who didn’t do any reviews and were sitting at their desks could tell she was pissed off with him.
“You need to get your head out of the clouds, Naruto. This magazine isn’t a playground for you to spew whatever nonsense you like. The sooner you learn that the better it will be for everyone. I want a presentable review ready for Friday, understand?”
“Fine, whatever you’d like,” Naruto said through gritted teeth.
Kurenai hummed, her eyes going back to the pile of reviews and she leafed through them, pulling out another one. “On the other hand we have a spectacular review written by none other than Hinata. Another lovely job, dear.”
“Oh...” Hinata flushed again, her hand playing with the ends of her hair as she looked at the ground. “Thank you…”
“It’s a pleasure having you work with us,” Kurenai said in a kind tone, and then she gave Naruto another glare. “Many of us here could learn a lot from you. Anyway, that’s all I had to discuss. The ones that don’t have another review assigned will get one soon. Other than that, keep working. And you, Naruto, don’t forget about fixing your review.”
She turned around and left, her heels clacking against the ground and Naruto let out a deep breath.
“Fuck me,” Naruto muttered to himself, rubbing his face, most of his coworkers ignoring him as they made their ways back to their desks while a few gave him a pat of sympathy on the back or a token word of encouragement.
“Um…”
Naruto looked up to see Hinata still by his side, her hands clasped in front of her stomach, the back of her thumb running over the edge of her knuckle. “Yeah, what’s up, Hinata?”
“Sarutobi-san — I mean Kurenai-san…she’s quite tough with you, isn’t she?”
Naruto stepped closer to Hinata so he could speak to her in a hushed tone, even if the words came out pressured.
“You noticed that too, right?! I think she’s being pretty obvious about it too. I don’t know what the hell is her problem, but it’s gotta be somethin’ personal, even though I’ve never done anythin’ to her.”
Hinata seemed startled when Naruto leaned closer to her, and Naruto was about to take a step back to give her some space when she simply nodded regarding his comments and dipped her head towards him. She reached for her hair, pushing some behind her ear and the scent of warm and creamy vanilla filled his nose.
It was something deliciously gourmand, and Naruto slapped himself internally to get rid of the thought of tucking his face against Hinata’s neck to get a lungful of it.
It wasn’t the first time he had an illicit thought about his coworker, and probably wouldn’t be the last, but it almost felt taboo to have those kinds of raunchy thoughts about someone as sweet as Hinata.
“I, uh,” Naruto cleared his throat. “I’m pretty sure she disliked me from the day I set foot in the office.”
“It’s strange,” Hinata said in a soft tone. “I think what you said was right. Our reviews are going to be subjective, and I also agreed with what you had to say about the story. I don’t think Amaru is a poor writer at all, but there are certain parts where she can improve…”
“Oh yeah? I could have used that support when I was gettin’ grilled, y’know?” Naruto smiled at Hinata and even her ears turned pink, her body jolting up as she began to stammer.
“I-I wasn’t — I didn’t mean —”
“Hey, relax, I just jokin’, Hinata.” Naruto cooed, put his hands up in placation. “I’m happy to know you agree with my opinion.”
Hinata gave him another cute thing to notice about her, lips pushing out in a pout and Naruto bit his lip to hold back a chuckle. Hinata tugged on the end of her sleeve before speaking. “I’m sure Kurenai-san doesn’t think you are so off base either…I think she would like you to write the review in a more…praising way?”
Naruto sighed, “I know what you’re sayin’. I try, honest, but some things are just lies and I feel so stupid writin’ them.”
“Well…” Hinata looked away from him as she played with her hair again. “I think it’s pretty cool that you write what you really think.”
“Oh yeah?” Naruto smiled. “Even though it gets me into trouble every time?”
“You stand for your ideas…I think that’s very noble.”
“Aw, that’s sweet of you to say, Hinata. I appreciate it!”
“O-oh, it’s nothing.”
“Y’know I wish Kurenai liked me half as much as she likes you. Whenever she talks to you her whole demeanor changes! What I would give to just have her not be a pain in my ass.”
“Um, well, I-I think she likes having an up-and-coming w-writer working at the office.”
Naruto raised his eyebrows at her statement. “Up-and-coming? You should give yourself a lot more respect than that, y’know! Your book has got to be one of the biggest hits of last year.”
Hinata fidgeted under his gaze, looking away and playing with her hair. “I-I’m not sure that’s exactly true…”
“Nah, don’t be modest, you can gloat ‘round me at least.” Naruto grinned at her. “You’re killin’ it! I read it a while back ‘nd I was so impressed by your prose. You really balanced how your main character was both delicate and strong.”
Hinata’s eyes snapped back to him, and he could tell she was shocked. “You read my book?”
“Yeah, I applied to the same publishin’ contest you did…so I guess that makes you my rival, huh?” Naruto winked at her.
“Naruto-kun, stoooop,” Hinata whined with her prettiest blush yet, like her skin reflected a setting sun.
“Haha, sorry but no can do, I’m plannin’ on enterin’ this year’s competition. So, if I win it, our rivalry will only get more intense…but first I need to fix this dumb review.” Naruto rubbed on the back of his neck and Hinata looked at the ground for a second before focusing on him.
“Um…would you like me to h-help you with rewriting your review?”
“Huh? Really? You’d do that for me?”
Hinata nodded. “Yes, it shouldn’t take too much effort. I have an appointment with my publisher tomorrow but how about over lunch on Friday? That way you have enough time to write it and I can look at it before you hand it in to Kurenai-san.”
“Wow, that sounds great, thanks a lot Hinata! Friday at lunch, okay, it’s a date then!”
“U-um a d-d-daa —” Sometimes he noticed that Hinata stuttered, but this was more intense than he’d ever heard it before, almost like she swallowed her tongue while speaking. The embarrassment seemed to get to her, that red tone crawling down her neck.
“Woah, you good? What was that you were tryin’ to say?”
“N-Nothing! It’s nothing, don’t worry about it!” Hinata waved her hands in front of her so quickly to dismiss his concern it was like she was doing jazz hands.
“Haha, you can be pretty silly sometimes, Hinata. I like that. Anyway, I know a coffee shop nearby that we can go to. I’ll text you the details.”
“S-sure, thank you.”
“Alright, I’m gonna head out. I hate stayin’ at the office a minute longer than I have to. I’ll see you tomorrow!”
“Bye, see you tomorrow…”
Naruto left the office with a pep in his step. Kunenai might be a bitch, but at least he had an awesome coworker like Hinata around.
blank period, probably post the last naruhina so they're reasonably horny?? anyways. the porn is the plot, guys.
preview.
he had been feeling…off ever since hinata left the village.
why? he didn’t even know.
he was still figurin’ that part out, ‘ttebayo.
so it only made too much sense when he felt her as soon as she was close. smelled her sweet scent before he even saw her, soaring through the trees with her team. he opens his eyes, startled. he almost fell off the roof, and would have! his sage features quickly morph back to normal. orange cools into blue. he feels a familiar squeeze in his chest. he squeezes his jumper.
“hinata...”
and then he was off.
racing.
pushing.
seeking.
naruto moves so fast that he becomes a blur, materializing every third to fourth rooftop. passerbys in the streets of konoha go about their business, most desensitized to the rush of wind brisking past them. the orange streak. the very faint, “shit, sorry!”, “‘scuse me, comin’ through!” for the unfortunate soul who got knocked over, parchment and other belongings flying.
he would’ve stopped any other day.
but the apology was sincere.
not even out of breath yet, naruto skids to an abrupt stop. the air shifts. he inhales.
there.
"I DON'T UNDERSTAND," Hinata admitted bluntly, all the information she gathered the past few five minutes now residing in the wastelands of her mind.
Her dear blonde friend Ino looked ready to burst a vein from her forehead, while her usually fiery friend Sakura looked painfully understanding.
The three of them had finally the chance to meet up in the new cafeteria that opened up across Ichiraku. Turns out, Big Sister Ayame was really determined to have her own shop, and while regrettably her Tsukemen business had failed, the cute cafe she had now drew everyone's attention, including the three renowned kunoichi's.
"Flirting," Sakura provided with a genuine patient smile. "Have you and Naruto ever flirted with each other?"
Hinata thought about it, hard. She and Naruto weren't big flirts, they were a little too honest for that. He compliments her, hugs her, kisses her, and she loves doing all romantic stuff with him. However, they did not exactly flirt in the traditional coy way of sense.
"Not that much, I don't think so," Hinata hummed, taking a sip of her honey latte. Her eyes lit up at the taste, closing them to savour the taste. "We never really had to... I love Naruto, it's easy being with him."
"If only a guy heard you saying that," Ino chuckled wryly, taking a sip of her own iced caramel macchiato. "Not even to spicy things up?"
Hinata blushed, but felt slightly vindicated as Sakura flicked their blonde to the forehead. "I mean, we have but... we haven't tried anything new... yet," she bite her lower lip to stop herself from smiling, but failing miserably.
Sakura laughed, leaning to the side so she can pinch her cheek gently, eyes softening with sincerity at the hime's playful giggles. "Do it at your own pace, Hinata-chan! You are still considered newlyweds, after all."
"I will! Though, I must ask, is flirting in a relationship that important?" Hinata questioned curiously. "Neither Naruto, nor have I, ever felt the need to."
"...Maybe I should take a page out of your book," Ino mused. "When it comes to romance, Sakura has the perception of a mole."
"That's not true!" Sakura immediately retorted, indignant in her defense. A giggle escaped Hinata's lips at the expression of smugness on Ino's face and the affronted one on the rosette's.
"Isn't it?" Ino hummed, glancing at her girlfriend coyly, and causing Sakura to scowl at her with bright red face.
Hinata paused, inspecting the interaction with interest. Is this... flirting? It appears to be so, especially with the way Ino led the banter and Sakura fell for it every single time.
She wondered if she could do that to Naruto... though... Ino's behaviour reminded her of her own blond waiting at their home. She blinked, was he flirting with her this entire time and she just took it as his average behaviour?
'Well,' Hinata mused to herself as she took advantage of the rosette's distraction, and sneakily slid Sakura's matcha latte towards her, eyes glimmering with subtle mischief. 'Doesn't hurt to try, right?'
Hinata doesn't know how to flirt.
She repeats, she doesn't know how to flirt.
She looked at the wall in front of her as if it had her life's answers, and yet nothing came to her. Kunoichi seduction lessons? magically erased. Ino's and Sakura's advice? turned into a blur at the sight of Naruto's flexing, well-defined biceps. What was she thinking about again? Oh yes, but look at the way his adam's apple is bobbing as he drinks water...
Why is she suddenly noticing all that?
Hinata couldn't look at him, though she did try to pretend nothing changed. She suddenly felt like it was the time of their wedding night, where they were fumbling and laughing at their own inexperience.
They weren't that inexperienced now, though.
"Hina! Do you need me to bring you anything? A snack, a drink?" Naruto rubbed his nape with the bath towel, droplets of water trailing down his back as he opened the fridge.
'You!' she wanted to scream, feeling irrationally irritated. Why is he walking around naked?!
Naruto's movements stilled, "What?"
Mortification and horror settled deep in her veins as she realised: she said her thoughts out loud. The newly made Uzumaki turned immediately around on her stomach, laying seemingly comfortable in the sofa-bed. What she didn't know whatsoever, was that with that action and settled position, her clothes tightened around her body, and Naruto could see that the side of her face was becoming a delightful shade of bright red.
"I-I said añejo!" she played with her hair, trying to measure how long a piece, with her feet unconsciously kicking back and forth in the air behind her.
A awkward silence settled around the room, and Hinata could feel her heart almost falling from her chest. It wasn't until she felt the warmth of his body on her back that had her heart stutter back to butterfly flaps, his strong arms caging her against the furniture.
His breath ghosted over the sensitive skin of her neck, "And here I thought you despised tequila..."
She did, she forgot, she- what was she talking about again?
"I-I do?" she asked, rather stupidly, her eyes swirling from dizziness.
Naruto blinked down at her, before a coy smile grew on his lips, and he let out a textured laugh, low and raspy in her ears. Hinata could feel herself drifting away, and so she buried her face on one of the pillows nearby. It was so hard to breathe!
A subtle shift, a piece of hair being pulled away, and his lips were on the edge of her ramus right behind her ear. Her breath hitched on her throat, her body tingling as he settled on her, his hand coming down to clutch firmly on her hip.
"You have me now," he nuzzled against the spot, and while she couldn't see him, he looked at her as if she hang up the stars. "Do I get a nice treat for being a good boy?"
"Naruto..!" Hinata was ascending... somewhere. It was between cloud nine and death itself, her embarrassment so apparent to her husband that instead of having him cease his teasing, it only inflated his already big ego.
His lips were everywhere, trailing down from her ear to her cheek, lingering on the edge of her lip before descending down to her neck, leaving traces of his warmth behind.
Hinata almost squealed as he pounced on her, her shirt riding up until her bare back was exposed to his mouth. She trembled as she was showered with desire, his touch so gentle as her body was loved and worshipped by him.
Tears sprang in her eyes at his tenderness, and she finally lifted her head from the pillow to look behind her. The sight of him rubbing his thumb carefully, so softly over a battle scar had her overwhelmed with emotion.
"Naruto..." The sound of his name had him look up at her. "Don't look at me like that..."
Hinata wasn't good at flirting, but...
Reaching towards him, she pulled him in her embrace as she turned her body over, back against the couch. Naruto stole a lingering kiss from her, nuzzling their nose together.
Do u have any recs for blank period/post the last fanfics ? I would loveee to read some I just can’t find it
Hello! We are an event blog, so of course, we will recommend the submissions to NHMonth2025! Day 1's prompt was Blank Period and Day 10's prompt was After the Moon Mission.
"Duel" by snowshoey - Rated T, Blank Period Post-The Last, One-shot. As Naruto and Hinata's wedding approached, tension began to rise between them. Naruto, always driven by his desire to protect, struggled with the fear that Hinata might get hurt during missions.
"Eu e você, para sempre?" (Me and you, forever?) by hellenamoon - Rated G, Blank Period Post-The Last, One-shot. No dia dos namorados, Naruto faz um pedido mais que especial. (On Valentine's Day, Naruto makes a more than special request.)
"Withered" by @naelorus - Rated E, Blank Period Post-War AU, One-shot - Eu sempre amei os lírios brancos, mas estou cansada de vê-los murchar. (I've always loved white lilies, but I'm tired of seeing them wither.)
"Day 1: Blank Period" from "Naruto Hinata Month 2025 Entries" by Sorakey42 - Rated M, Blank Period Post-War, One-shot. Naruto sat on the side of the bed clad in his white jacket one sleeve laying loose where his arm use to be. He had to get his bandage changed quite frequently especially with the wound still so new.
"Seven" by @asriah - Rated E, Blank Period Post-The Last, One-shot. Naruto promises fireworks after a night of a festival. He delivers seven--and very nearly doesn't survive it.
"Blank Period" from "Naruhina Month 2025" by @wandlightchakraawrites - Rated T, Blank Period Post-The Last, One-shot. Naruto asks Hinata about her Tsukuyomi dream.
"Made for Me" by Asriah - Rated E, Blank Period Post-The Last, One-shot. Pregnancy, exhaustion, and a house full of love she forgets she's allowed to need--but Naruto never does.
"Seven Minutes" by @opal-chan - Rated E, Blank Period Post-The Last, Two-shot. You’re my seven minutes. Seven minutes? After death, the human brain lives for seven minutes to replay the best memories of your life. They were bound together. They died, and their brains hung on for them to replay the best memories of their lives. Their best memories were with each other. It would be like that for eternity. Fate paired Naruto and Hinata together, before they even made it to the world.
"impatient" by @linisen - Rated T, Blank Period Post-The Last, One-shot. Naruto was restless, pacing back and forth by the Konoha gate. He kicked the dirt a little, and sighed. Waiting. He was terrible at waiting.
"Day 01: Blank Period" from "NaruHina Month By Juudaii" by Juudaii - Rated T, Blank Period Post-War, One-shot. The problem was Hinata. Well, not her exactly. The problem was Naruto's behavior when Hinata was around. And the worst part was that he couldn't understand it.
"Day 10: The Silence After the Moon" from "NaruHina Month By Juudaii" by Juudaii - Rated T, Blank Period Post-The Last, One-shot. Three days had passed since their return. Three days in which Konoha had welcomed them as heroes.
