Love Under Fire NaruXHina

Love Under Fire

NarutoXHinata

Note: The story is set at the very beginning of Shippuuden after Naruto returned from his three year training with Jiraiya, but before the Akatsuki Kidnapped Gaara. And, for the sake of the readers who watch the english dub, I will use the english trasnlations for certaion words,

E.G.: “Kage Bunshin no Jutsu!” = “Shadow Clone Jutsu!”

Don't like it? Too bad. I'm making this easy to read and enjoy for all, and if that offends you, get over it.

Now, are you still reading this? Shoo, read it before I stop typing!



The sun crept in between the curtains of the small room accommodating one exhausted shinobi. Naruto sat up and rubbed his eyes, his body stiff from having overslept.

“Yeah, but it's too long since I've slept in my own bed!,” he thought to himself, “Now, some breakfast before I report in to Granny Tsunade and Sakura.”

After getting dressed in his orange and black outfit and tying on his Konoha forehead protector with the black fabric and lengthened straps, Naruto decided that a nice bowl of ramen with some egg and pork would be the perfect breakfast.

After brushing his teeth and relieving himself in the bathroom, Naruto found his found Wart, his money pouch in the shape and color of a frog, and checked its contents. There wasn't a lot, but it looked to be enough to last him through the week or so. Unless Jiraiya stopped by for a loan he never paid back.

“Pervy Sage, you say you'll pay me back one day, but I think that day's gonna be my funeral.” He shook off the mood by punching the air with his right hand. “Never mind that, I haven't been to Ichakru for three years! Time for breakfast!”

With that, the ecstatic ninja ran out of his room and leapt off the roof towards his number one favorite restaurant.



A gentle smile stayed on the konuchi's slightly pale face as she walked through the streets of Konoha, a stray hair from her bangs getting in the way every so often reminding her to get it cut soon. Her white and purple jacket with her blue pants that stopped just below her knees caressed her body outlining her slim and endowed figure.

Hinata Hyuuga felt good today, having a full night's rest after succesfully completing a difficult mission with her team and sensei. She wandered the streets looking for a place to have breakfast. Hinata's purple eyes landed on a certain Ramen shop, and she turned her direction to Ichakru's Ramen to place an order.

As she sat down on the middle left barstool, she felt nostalgic remembering that Naruto spent a lot of his time here, talking with his team, strategizing, or just plain eating the place out of house and home.

Her smile faded a little at the memories. Naruto had been gone for three years now training with one of the Sannin, desperately trying to become stronger so he can find Sasuke Uchiha and free him from Orochimaru, even if it meant beating Sasuke to a pulp to bring him home.

Naruto Uzumaki, the Konoha genin who works himself to and beyond the breaking point to achive his dream, becoming Hokage of the Hidden Leaf Village. That determination was contagious, and it spread to Hinata, who trained herself into exhaustion to become better than her cousin, Neji. She hadn't found out yet if she has, but she had become exponentially stronger than before.

Hinata shook her head to focus on the present. Reminiscing all the time doesn't get anything done, and it certainly didn't feed her.

When the owner noticed she was ready to order he smiled, “Welcome! We sell the best lunch and dinner Ramen in town, but our Breakfast is unrivaled! What can I get for you today?”

Hinata's smile returned. “Thank you, I'd like—”

She was interrupted as a streaking mass landed in the barstool next to her, nearly knocking her out of her seat in surpise. When she regained her balance, she examined the newcomer.

“N-Naruto?” Hinata asked, too shocked to believe her eyes.



Naruto panted in his favorite chair, slightly drained from his frantic sprint. Earlier he'd been reminded how long he was gone, because he forgot where his favorite fast ramen store was.

A scowl formed on the owner's face. “Oy! What do ya think you're doing, trying to bring down the house with stunts like that ya little-- Naruto! Is that you!”

He sat up in his stool and put on a big grin. “Yes, it's me; Naruto Uzumaki, part time ninja, full time Hokage!”



Hinata's heart began to beat irregularly. She hadn't seen him in three years, and the change in him was drastic. The legs and arms were longer and muscled, his face was lean and chiseled, his outfit had switched the blue for black, his skin had tanned over a  little, giving him a nice peach color, and his hair was as spiky as it had been three years ago.

This Naruto was taller, stronger and more handsome then before.

It was like falling in love all over again.

“N-Naruto? Um...”

Hinata had to turn her head away, her face hot from blushing.



Naruto looked over to the person beside him. She'd faced away, so he didn't recognize her, but the purple hair and the voice were familiar. In fact, the more he looked her over, the more he thought he knew her.

When she turned to face him, Naruto's eyes grew as big as dinner plates and just as white.

“H-H-Hinata!?” he said pointing a finger in her direction. He was unable to see how the Hinata he knew turned into the woman sitting next to him, so he leaned in real close to her face, scrutinizing every detail.

The small lips, the pale skin and the purple eyes, identified her has Hinata Hyuuga.



Hinata felt her face blush again as Naruto's face came close to hers. His blue eyes so deep, they seemed to have no end.

“He's so close... Naruto... do you know how I've felt, how I feel?” she thought as his eyes met hers. The heat was too much for Hinata, being so close to the man she'd secretly loved since she was young after three long years, and her world went dark as she fainted.