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dayseternal-blog · 4 months

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Summary: Hinata meets her new neighbor in a very unconventional way.

Written for NaruHina Fair, NH Month 2023 Day 11: New neighbors - Thin walls.

Rated T.

"Proper Introductions" - Short One-shot (maybe part of a 2-shot?)

The next door unit at the end of the hall had been left vacant for so long, she thinks at first that all the thumping and yelling noises are happening right outside her own door.

Slightly afraid, she peeks through the door’s peephole, and…it’s some guys who might be around her own age…and they’re lugging boxes across the hallway and setting stuff down in front of that vacant unit.

A new neighbor! Or neighbors! She doesn’t know what to think. On whether to be happy or concerned. Despite the less-than-stellar living accommodations, she has at least been doing well with her neighbors on this floor. She recognizes and trusts her neighbors, even if they don’t really talk.

Tenants have come and gone from a few of the units over the past year, but for whatever reason, the unit next door has always been left vacant.

Until now.

Rather than go out there and be friendly to some guys she doesn’t know if she can trust, she tests that her door is locked, backs away, and returns to her dinner preparation for the next week.

The energetic yelling, the heavy thumping…she thought it would all become background noise.

It really sounds like it’s coming from her living room.

“This apartment really is crap! Check out his sink!”

She looks up from chopping carrots, attention at the wall where the vulgar speech is clearly coming through.

Her own sink is fine.

She returns to her chopping, but now her curiosity is piqued.

“Why did you agree to this shithole?” A different voice. Some laughter and agreements.

“His stove is a burner.” “The paint is peeling.” “You’ve got, like, one wall socket in the living room.”

“I can afford it, and it’s cheap!”

“How did you even find this place? I’ve been checking all the listings and I never saw this!”

“Oh, I didn’t tell you? The landlady’s my godfather’s friend. And yeah, the other units aren’t like this one. It’s actually a part…” Suddenly the voice gets muffled, and she can’t hear the rest of his sentence.

“Whaaaaaat??” Laughter. Scoffs of disbelief. “Is that even legal???”

Frowning with bafflement, she dumps the carrots in the pot. Grabs a potato, washes it, and starts peeling.

The masculine conversation turns to the furniture and what’s going where, and she continues peeling potatoes.

About twenty minutes later, she’s got all the vegetables and chicken boiling in the pot, the curry blocks are melting, and her stove’s vent is noisily fanning out some of the heavy aroma.

She’s settling into her old couch when she hears the grunts of exertion and occasional discussion become something else entirely, tearing her attention off her phone to the wall.

“AGH, FUCK! Oh, shit! Shit! Naruto!!”

“Wha-, AH-”

A huuuge thunking, breaking sound.

And the top half of a shelving unit of some sort.

Is sticking through her wall. Their wall.

That was apparently hardly a wall.

Utterly shocked and uncertain, she stands, and voices fill the air again.

“Oh shiiiiiiiiit.”

“Ugh. Fuck. Fuck.”

“Oh fuuuuuuuck.”

She's never heard so many swear words so frequently as today, but concern has her taking a deep breath for courage. In the few paces it takes to get to the wall, she manages to ask the hole, “Are you okay?”

Deathly silence.

“Um.” She tiptoes to try to look through the hole, and just at that moment, the “wall” crumbles some more, the weight of the bookshelf too much.

Pieces of “wall” fall to the ground, and she finds herself standing in front of the group of boys. Guys. Young men? One is holding his shoulder and arm. Another is holding his foot. The others have their mouths gaping open in shock and maybe even amusement.

She stands there, taking in their interesting expressions, recognizing for herself how ridiculous this situation is.

“Oh, man.” The rather tall, blond guy who had been cradling his arm looks like he wants the earth to swallow him up. “I am so sorry. I’ll fix it. I swear. I’m so, so sorry.” Hands gesturing spastically, he’s the most apologetic person she’s ever seen in her life.

“Oh, it’s okay-”

“I’m really so sorry.” He bows so deeply, all his friends begin copying him.

She’s never had so many people apologizing to her all at once before. Pulling her eyes off the incredible sight of all these tall guys bowing to her, she quickly decides to pass the uncomfortable attention off of her. “It’s, um, the wall’s fault. I didn’t know it was so thin. It shouldn’t have broken so easily.” So really, this isn't his fault, but rather, the apartment complex's.

The blond one stands straight, obvious stress still lining his features. “Ah, yeah-”

“I should call Senju-san-”

“No, don’t!” He has his hands out to stop her, nearly lunging over his fallen shelf and the pieces of wall between them. “Please, don’t call her, please!”

The begging has her take pause, and she recalls him talking to his friends about his personal connection with their landlady.

“She’ll kick me out if she hears about this! She’ll end me for sure! Please, please don’t tell her.” He’s bowing repeatedly and has the most kicked puppy, begging expression she’s ever seen in her life, and she feels bad that he feels this bad.

She’s never had anyone groveling this much to her before. “Okay, okay, I understand, I won’t tell her,” she soothes, and it’s such a relief to see him relieved.

“Thank you, you’re the best. I have such a nice neighbor!” he gushes in such a sincere tone that it feels like an exaggeration.

His friends apologize and thank her repeatedly in turn, and just to get them to stop, she runs away to retrieve a broom, dustpan, and trash bags.

They insist on doing all the cleanup, so she pretends to be busy in her kitchen as they go back and forth in and out of her living room, and before long, it’s just them and a giant hole between the two units.

“Excuse me.” That blond guy’s voice draws her attention up from her phone. He gives her a meek smile from his side of the hole. “I’ll try to get this fixed up as soon as I can… I don’t have the money for this right now, but-”

“I’ll help since it’s partially my fault!” The brown-haired guy who looked like he might've hurt his foot raises his hand.

“Oh, okay.” She nods her head, feeling the awkward tension still palpable in the air. She decides to brave it and venture closer. She steps out of the kitchen toward their shared wall.

They cleaned up really well.

She passes her scrutiny along the edges of the cracked wall, raises a finger, and feels the material. “Walls are supposed to have framing, right?” There’s none here. She’s not quite sure, but this wall might only be stiff, thick foamboard.

“You should tell her.” A guy with long black hair tied into a ponytail has his hands on his hips, looking at the blond one pointedly.

She turns a confused look at him.

Her new neighbor sighs heavily. “Umm, well, to be honest… My unit is supposed to be a part of yours.”

She turns this piece of information over in her head, and despite the cautious and meek look on her neighbor’s face, she’s not angry or disturbed. Instead, she feels interested, almost amused. “What? Really?” she asks, genuinely curious. “Why?” She ventures another step forward, and they make way for her to peek into his unit.

“Uhh…” he intones.

She spots the burner stove on a counter that looks like her kitchen counters.

“I’m not sure why. I’ll ask my godfather. He’s the landlady’s friend.”

She gapes at a toilet tucked in a corner of the room and one simple sink.

It’s like her living room and kitchen were supposed to be twice as big. Instead, this area got cut in half. His door should be her door. Instead, it seems like her door was cut somewhere it's not supposed to be. That closet next to his door should be hers...

“When you get a good deal, you don’t ask questions, you know?”

She knew her unit was cheaper than others. She didn’t ask why. “Yes, I know what you mean...” She certainly understands now.

“Ahh, I didn’t get to introduce myself.”

She blinks up at him, realizing that they completely skipped over introductions in all the chaos.

“My name is Uzumaki Naruto.” He bows and straightens. “I’m 22 years old and just graduated from the University of Konoha. I’m starting work at Representative Hatake Kakashi’s office next Monday. I swear I won't be a bother to you anymore.”

She bows. “It’s nice to meet you.” She offers him a small smile. “My name is Hyuuga Hinata. I’m also 22 years old, but I graduated last year from Biwako Women’s College. I work with Konoha Tourism Authority. I hope to get along with you.”

He gives her an impressed look that she shies away from and without letting her stew in her awkward feelings, he rapidly introduces his friends to her in a blur of names, schools, and jobs. A cry of “The smell of her curry is making me die! You promised to feed us if we helped you move!” and, before she can even offer them any, Naruto and company practically run out the door, leaving her alone with her thoughts.

She stares at the massive hole in the wall.

She honestly has no idea how they're going to fix it.

After checking how much longer she still has to cook the curry, she settles back into her couch to finally relax, but her thoughts quickly return to her new neighbor.

Well, rather than a new neighbor... Nerves race up her legs, and a blush heats her face.

She thinks it might be more accurate to say she just gained a new housemate.

A housemate who's...a man!

#thank you for reading!#nhmonth2023 #naruhina fanfiction #hinata is a shy cinnamon roll here #“cookies” because I can only write small things

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